On Saturday we all piled into the car and went to the annual Bug Fair at the Los Angeles Museum of Natural History. We go every year, seeing as my son loves bugs and has since birth. At one point I thought he might become an entymologist, but now I’m not sure… Anyway, now we’re brand new owners of three “ironclad beetles“, one of which is named “Bridget”.
I drew this standing up. I think I still need a bit more practice holding a sketchbook in one hand and a pencil in the other (the marker gripped temporarily between my teeth). The result is the proportions may be a bit skewed – I unintentionally added a few unnecessary pounds to my subject… oops. (I still like the sketch, though – if I can say that.)
She was looking up at me, noticing that I was looking at her and making marks in my book. She’s got the “what is he looking at?” attitude.
This guy was reading a script at the table just in front of me. I liked this pose of his and would have drawn more, but he got up and left. Part of the fun and risk of sketching from life. The subject has the power to pick up and leave without notice.
Less than an hour ago I was sitting outside and inside the venerable S&W; diner. A co-worker and I were going to have breakfast there before starting to work, but I think he forgot. No matter, there’s always the trusty sketchbook!
I sat down in the backyard while the kids were running around and sketched my studio (click to enlarge, if you want). Note the Texas barbecue prominently positioned for maximum use (I love to barbecue). The strange shape in the lower left is part of a kids’ slide. I was inspired to draw this from reading a book, The Creative License by Danny Gregory. Monica, a reader of this blog, was kind enough to recommend it to me a short while back. The book came in the mail on Friday and I spent a good portion of the weekend reading through it and enjoying every minute of it. Mr Gregory is an entertaining writer and a real proponent of drawing – as a way of seeing, as a tool of discovery – and of journaling too. It lead me to want to draw even more than usual, just for the fun of it. I’m not even finished reading the book either. Ha.
This weekend was beautiful here. I had to work on Sunday, but on Saturday the kids kept trying to play practical jokes on me (“April fools!”). The weather was perfect, too.
Seems to me that the winner should get the M&M;, but what do I know? While I was drawing this, Jack (12) drew me drawing it (click to enlarge):
He got some great detail in there. Note the pictures of relatives on the wall behind me and the coo-coo clock in the hallway. I don’t know why he didn’t draw his sister, the card player.
Anthony Zierhut 