Bird’s Eye View

Two hunters were sent on a mission.

There had been a wolf sighting in the area and for the safety of the village, the hunters were to go out into the forest and slay as many wolves as they could. They would be paid one gold piece for every hide they brought back.

The first night they made camp in a clearing on top of a hill. Just before the fire died out, they heard a noise. There were glowing eyes just in the darkness beyond the fire. They were surrounded by a pack of wolves.

One hunter cried out, “We are dead!”

The other cried out, “We are rich!”

It’s all just a matter of perspective.

Travailler Pour Dieu

It means “Work for God”.

Time for Kevin to get a little preachy up in here…

No matter how horrible I’m feeling throughout the day, I know that relief is only a sketch away. I can lose myself in my imagination and nothing else matters around me. That is why I create. The sketch is merely a result of the process.

So, I must interrupt myself for a moment to ask a question.

When I prepare a hamburger, I place the condiments and accouterments in such a way on the burger so that every bite will have an equal amount of everything, thus creating a sustained symphony of flavor, down to the last bite.

Here’s the question,

If I am using my imagination and creativity while creating this burger, can it be considered a work of art?

Yes, right?

So, if I brush my teeth in a certain way almost every day (sorry, Mom) for forty four years, can that be considered performance art?

I don’t know, I’m asking.

Speak Up II

This sketch is pretty small. It’s one of several I did today. I just couldn’t settle on one to stick with, so I drew on a few and started a few more.

On the Trail

Growing up in upstate NY, deep snow was a constant. If you never grew up in it, then it may be difficult to imagine the landscape draped in a fresh blanket of pure white snow. When the conditions are right and the moon is out, it looks like a zillion-trillion diamonds piled everywhere. It’s absolutely amazing.

I kept this sketch very loose. I didn’t blend it just so I could try and strike a balance between the minimal amount of lines and the maximum amount of shading required.

Carriage

Some times, I find writing somewhat difficult. Not because I don’t know what to write, but because it’s diffucult to pick one idea and run with it. Therefore, this post will be a collection of my random thoughts, just because.

Here it goes:

When is the last time you “dialed” a phone number? But yet, we still use that term.

Why do some people choose a side to drape the toilet paper end from? I don’t even think about it. You can be like my kids and set the new role on top of the old, spent one. That way, it doesn’t matter.

If someone walks into a room and wants to get past an individual who has his feet on the coffee table, is it up to the walking person to step over the legs, or should the reclining person retract them? Who has the right of way?

I just don’t know.

Why is it okay to go to the mailbox in just your bathing suit, but not just in your boxers?

Tomorrow, I think I will wear my robe to the post office.

After church on Sunday afternoons, I would…….I just saw the prettiest cardinal sitting on the fence…………………………………………..wow……………………………….what was I saying?

You get the point.

 

Izenspar

I like to post the link to my illustrations on Facecrack…I mean Facebull…darn it, I mean Facelift…Gah, you know what I mean.

Some of the comments that come from individuals pertain to the story. Most times, they continue the story, or give some more detail about the subject matter, even if it’s a surreal creature. I love this. I illustrate a flash of a story, and the rest is fabricated by the viewer. I say, have at it. Use the imagination God gave you.

Rock on.

South Gate Sentry

The color swatches above the sentry is the palette I created while coloring yesterday’s sketch. I have this habit of drawing a random line and then imagining the possible sketches that may come out of it. This is one of those sketches.

The palette portion of this piece could possibly resemble some famous works of art, such as some later works by Kandinsky. So, if my intention was to create the palette as the work of art, instead of the drawing of the sentry (which, happened to be a doodle I did while creating the palette), my question is, what’s the difference?

The answer is, absolutely nothing. They are both a by-product of the process. If I cut the two apart and posted them side by side each day, there would be some who like the palette better than the sketch.

And that is okay by me.

I have no intention of posting the palettes every week, by the way. I was just making a point.