Not too long ago, I was graced with a mini spring break. I didn’t leave San Francisco for it. It turns out I wanted to spend it in a sketchbook. Obtained a brush pen, visited the Mary Blair exhibited, drank more coffee!
Instagram is better updated for these adventures, :)
Whoa, a true photoblog post now that I have photos from this month that are just not my allergic skin rash welts. It’s been 2 days without a relapse. Today we walked, brunched, sketched, and saw a new neighborhood. Today we celebrated the little wins in life. This is me remembering to appreciate the majority of the days in the year being able to live.
Friends. I remember many times I felt peeved, peeved I was always the complaint sinker, but never got the favor in return. I realized recently that was all me. For anyone who is a true friend has yet to turn me down when I needed to them. The only barrier before was me assuming I was wasting their times with my words, when in fact, it’s not even a favored return, it’s all my friends wanting nothing more but to help me get through tougher times. And even barring the darker times, I realized I could initiate the lunch or dinner, that, for example, my friends with cars weren’t just doing me favors by driving me around, but happy to have my company, that reciprocation goes past what’s literally exchanged, but what’s exchanged in life.
Trees. The tree’s seeds is what has caused my misery these past few weeks. Yet, I still find it a place of comfort. Just sketching or painting their form, dotting their leaves, and blooming their flowers. A simple word and a simple concept with so many gorgeous permutations, states, and lifetimes.
Oh hai! Back when I acquired this felty pen in September, I drew this sketch in Bryan Lee O’Malley aka Scott Pilgrim style and colored it with Copics. Added extra texturing on the clothes with Watercolor Pencils.
You can see from my process I don’t bother with pencil and go straight to ink. Is there a grand reason? Well, you could say I’m just aiming to ship more things.
Three set San Francisco sketches! Drawn in Illustrator with the Charcoal Pencil brush, 1 – 4px weights used, minimal amount of 15% opacity shading for the depth.
Pretty pleased. Planning to set myself up to do this a lot more in the future.
P.S. You can Like it on dribbble, ;)
Something about being Lost in Translation with a coffee type drink waiting for the next flight ignites the sketch.
3 sketchbooks and at some point I used a sketchbook to plan another sketchbook.
Also art tools are limited and this post was edited with a phone, hope it doesn’t look too janky. I may also can’t tell cause I slept 2 hours x2 in the last 24 hours…
In the darker hours of life, seek imagination.
Let the rest go.
Make a mess.
And, maybe clean it up afterward. [Not Pictured]
SBP. More progress! Have you ever seen the backside of a marker piece? Sometimes the backside is as interesting as the frontside. Life adage or something, right?
Doodles. Check out this haunting motion piece, Danielle. I sketched that while watching those 5 minutes. She really does have that gaze. The happy little tree sketch is inspired by my Kinokuniya tote.
Supplies. A hoard of various papers from Flax! A little Moomin who will now live on my traveling pouch of sketch materials. Thanks Liz!