Well today’s fashion plate came from my favorite coffee spot Le Fournil. Their breakfast and lunch specials are unbeatable.
Now I seem to be able to draw and ink my fashion plates but getting them colored is another chore all together. So here she is in her blk/wht glory.
Knuckle Punch by DCT
As I was awaiting my latte I noticed this young woman’s ring. She said from free people.
Now here is where I put my foot in it. To me it conjured up the image of the wall sculpture full of lost souls behind Al Pacino in The Devil’s Advocate. Her ring was Pewter not gold but perhaps you see the association.
Either way not really the kind of thing you want to think about having on your hand. Or so she replied. But in true form I said what I thought. She hoped I was the only one who saw it that way.
In case you want to recreate the look I mocked one up.
Somehow the weekend crept up on me. I am half way through the work day and realized I had yet to post anything. Well I have big plans, all the mundane, the necessities of every day life need attending.
If I can I hope to have some more croquis’ for you very soon. I have been remiss.
It has been months since I drew someone I saw out and about. My favorite subject is capturing a Moment in the life of……kind of thing. I could dedicate an entire blog to this as well. It would be the metaphorical love child of Garance Dore and the Satorialist.
I am a rogue Illustrator. I often madly take notes of each person I see using anything available at the time in my purse. I want to be able to capture them later. I have been known to surreptitiously snap shots with my IPhone to rememberwhat they are wearing. I really should carry my camera around with me and ask to take people’s photos. Like Lisa Warninger does in her blog Urban Weeds. Only mine would be illustrated Street Style. I could strike up a conversation with my subject and go from there. Then I might even be able to share a little bit about the people that catch my eye.
I came across this gal at Michael’s over the weekend. She was standing in line purchasing paint brushes and a sale pack of canvases. I wish I had talked to her, found out what she was creating. The site of her pink underlights and purple shoes laces was all it took. I finished my return, scribbled out the details and then went home to sketch her up.
Ha! I just renamed these posts Rogue Illustration. Here are my previous versions and there are more to come.
I am constantly striving to hone a method of illustrating that works best for me. I used to work with colored pencil. Then wanting a softer, blended look I began experimenting with watercolor. That just hasn’t seemed to work for me. My drawings became a hybrid-watercolor and pencil.
Then it all changed. This weekend I discovered markers. I know where have I been?……illustrating under a rock? To be more specific I discover Copic markers. After all Arturo Elena uses them. I think I am in heaven. I love color and they have plenty to choose from. This allows me all sorts of options for blending and shading.
With markers I found I could create the saturation I was after. It allowed me to be more precise in application and build up the color and create depth in shading. Now mind you I can often overwork a piece to death. I have not mastered subtly or the art of using negative/white space as Anna Kiper so perfectly illustrates in her book.
There is definitely more refining to do as I develop my technique further. I am still using a light flesh tone watercolor base for the skin and colored pencils with the blend tool for texture. I love the warm and cool grey tones and pale yellow for a touch of highlight.
Armed with my new find I revisited two of my early sketches Tatiana and Knuckle Punch bringing them color. I still have more practice to do on leather since negative space seems to be a key. Remember not my strong suit. But for a first go I am really pleased. I think I have finally found a medium to work in.
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