Argh. I kept forgetting to scan the two new ones at work (you can’t get out of there fast enough, can you!), so finally gave up and just took a photo (which explains the tiny size and bad quality!). The girl is my sister, only she’s much prettier in real life! I kind of missed doing random doodles, so that’s where the background came from.
Again an old one. As you can see, back then I was mostly using gouache paints that I had just bought from a nice art supply shop at Heping East St (right next to the Art Academy, in case anyone wants to know). Although of course they call them “gouaghe” on the box. And the name of the brand is Osama, which – honestly – I found hilarious. Who wouldn’t?
This drawing is based on a picture of my Mum from many years ago and was meant to be a birthday present for her, but I didn’t make it on time and ended up giving her something else. I’m not going to give it to her now either. I like it as a drawing, but somewhere on the way the red pencil in the corners of her mouth went too blotchy and her beautiful smile doesn’t look like her anymore. And her eyes don’t look right either. I partly blame the tiny size of the picture, it’s really difficult to copy something so small!
As I’m cherishing a hope of one day actually becoming an artist (…or rather an artist-ish sort of person), I thought it would be a good idea to practice drawing more faces, especially male ones (girls are so much easier…). I’ve started with a photo of my good friend (the photo was also taken by me, so I’m not infringing any copy rights!). Hmm, the lips are not quite right, but on the whole I think it’s not entirely dissimilar… The purplish hues and the sharply visible splashes I owe to the courtesy of IPhoto, it actually is much more toned down in reality (can you call it mixed media, then?).
The friend is a musician currently living in Australia. You can check him out on Sound Cloud, he’s really good: https://soundcloud.com/lillis .
More portraits to come!
Here’s a little drawing I did while on a train in China (Guilin to Hangzhou). The landscape in the south of China is amazing, with layers and layers of mountains and strange rock formations. The green is unbelievably vibrant. On this particular moment it felt both foreign and strangely familiar, maybe because of the poplar trees.
And here are some sketches I did on the same trip of a family that was sitting in front of me. I was enchanted with them – it was an overnight train, about 20 hours, enough to get anyone tired and cranky, and yet the two little kids didn’t complain even once and sat peacefully all this time, talking and playing, with the girl taking care of her little brother and covering him with a blanket while he slept. The father too seemed very patient and loving. They would seem like an unusually nice family anywhere in the world, but especially in China they struck me as a particularly loveable little bunch (I’m sure anyone who’s had anything to do with Chinese long-distance hard-seaters would agree if they were there).