Found in the articulated section

June 29, 2011

This man, who, if I believed in auras, would have a particularly lovely one, was reading, not sleeping, in case you were wondering.

During which I wish that I could apologise to Ms Cramb



June 21, 2011



This drawing reminds me of high school. I was a visual arts major at a school for artistic kids. I would recommend this kind of education to anyone so inclined. Having said that, there were many assignments to do still life studies or standard model poses that were kind of dull to me at the time. I might have been more interested in something like Dr. Sketchy's back then. I've developed some fondness for this sort of thing since then. It's mostly nostalgia. But yes, art teachers of yore, drawing pears in a bowl does help you get better at seeing! I admit it! Sorry for being such a jerk in class.

It's summer, and I feel great

This week I've gone off markers, if you haven't already noticed (this eBook-reading lady is a throwback to a different age, an age called "last week"), because I rediscovered drawing pencils. Drawing pencils, you might ask? Yes: pencils purpose-built for art-doing rather than writing.

It's just a wee stub but three or three-and-a-half inches long and I can't make out the brand (but it's the black and gold one, if you know your pencils, and if you do, would you remind me?). The black has such variety, and it's so responsive despite being an HB, which is the same hardness as your average office pencil. What joy.

Feet and fault

June 9, 2011

These people are a tad bit closer than social norms would allow. That might be my fault.

Oddly, as I write this, I'm battling a severe foot cramp!

On the Kent street catwalk

After the 95 disgorged me onto Slater this morning, I noticed how well-dressed the crowds were, and wearing so many styles and colours. I don't know why I haven't noticed this before. I always assume that us city workers are strait-laced and neutral, just little pockets of dullness toughing it out below the skyscrapers. Maybe that was the case sometime, somewhere. But nowadays office types dress up! And they look like a million bucks. I hope we don't ever decide there's only one way to dress up, because I love this show.

I miss you

Hi Bus Blog,

I think about you every day, but like any neglected friendship, I don't call enough anymore. Unfortunately, my whole family has been sick -- one of whom is still sick -- for two weeks. I'm preparing for a work trip to a region I know nothing about (Germany). We had a loss in the family. My parents are coming to visit, which presents a quadruple planning whammy (2 Father's Day recipients, one Mother's birthday, and one Daughter's birthday).

Don't worry. I am loyal, and we we will meet again.

Your friend,
Lia

Rrawrf!

This morning I had one of those bus rides where people remind me of animals -- usually not in a bad way -- just, where all mouths look like muzzles, dog or wolf. It's hard to shake. Anyway, I love when my mind plays visual tricks on me.

June 6, 2011

This quick picture, and the idea of transforming faces, distantly reminds me of one of my favourite books covers, which I'll share with you. This disturbing painting for Bret Easton Ellis' American Psycho was illustrated by Marshall Arisman. I think he did multiple versions, because the one on his website differs from this one, and is even more ugly in mood.

The full zombie spectrum

June 3, 2011

I truly wish (have I whined about this before?) that I had some skin colour markers. My inventory includes:
-this creamy colour (displayed above), for when you want someone to look like a teacup
-some overly vibrant browns
-one greenish-gray colour, really great for a fresh zombie, and
-a collection of grays suitable for fully-established corpses.


In other news. Despite this headache-y cold, I got out today with Ada and hit six or seven garage sales. Oh my, did I save money! We needed a little table for her, some Lego, a swing, and new books. We got all that and a few other things (like plactic plates and outdoor food covers) for forty bucks. Looks like I'll be able to afford her birthday party after all.

My moist household

June 2, 2011

My whole family's been struck down by a cold this week. Or, well, dampened by one anyway.
Oh, the snot. I'll spare you the rest of it.

June 1, 2011

File this one under bus sleepers!