The Governor to Milton: “You kill or you die. Or you die and you kill.”
Pentel Pocket Brush Pen and watercolor on 9×12″ 400 Series Strathmore hardbound sketchbook.
Ugh, I was worried that the dream Goddess would punish me with zombie dreams if I watched the season 3 finale of The Walking Dead right before going to bed last night. The Governor is one messed up unit and without spoiling the outcome, the character no longer has a shred of pathos intact after what he did in that episode. I sketched with my new Pentel Pocket Brush Pen, with which I have obviously not developed a working relationship. Rough sketch above! Need to keep sketching with it to learn its nuances.
On the subject of dreams, watching last night’s show doesn’t explain the dream that I did have: In it, I was a feudal Japanese house servant/wife, complete with a filthy floor, a smoky kitchen, a cranky mother-in-law and an oafish, arse-scratching husband. The family did own a beautiful exotic wood desk that had two big drawers, each of which had its own key. Needless to say, I did not possess the keys to the desk and during the dream I was intensely absorbed in fantasy about the contents of those drawers.
If I could “unwatch” last night’s tv show, I would select that option. I hope the bloody mess that was The Walking Dead season closer won’t enter my dreams.
From last fall’s TV sketching obsession, this is CW’s Supernatural Archangel Castiel in the midst of smiting the devilish Crowley with his laser-blue eyes. Noodler’s Bulletproof Black and watercolor on 11×14″ Canson Mixed Media Pad. 14 Nov. 2012.
Last night, I just couldn’t fall asleep. Tossed, turned, counted backward from 100 several times and never once nodded off. Oh, I was tired enough to sleep. Yes, I was. And no, I didn’t consume caffeine or the like after noon yesterday. What I did was teach an early evening yoga class that ended at 7:30 p.m. Sleeplessness after teaching has happened to me before. I also get this skimming consciousness after practicing a pranayama, or breathing exercise, called Nadi Shodhana. I’ve casually queried my yogini friends and nobody else admits to this experience. Maybe this was a spontaneous Yoga Nidra experience? Naaaa. I feel refreshed and alert after Yoga Nidra, quite the opposite of how I feel at the moment.
Today I will have to endure feeling … and looking … like this sketch of poor old red-eyed, dry-lipped and sleep-deprived Castiel.
Noodler’s lexy gray ink and watercolors in Strathmore hardbound sketchbook.
American Horror Story Asylum, Season 2, Episode 13, “Madness Ends”.
The Angel of Death asks Sister Jude, “Are you ready?” Her answer: “Kiss me.”
I sketched during the final episode of American Horror Story Asylum, but only just enough to get the images I wanted down on paper. What a satisfying wrap up to the season. Really not any dangling story threads to wonder about. This morning I splashed some watercolors onto my drawings, although this Strathmore hardbound sketchbook isn’t really made for it. I stubbornly use this book for my tv character sketching, washing it on anyway because I like the way the pages crinkle when I leaf through to look at what I’ve done.
Michael, Fringe’s Child Observer, just before he undergoes a brain link with Walter. Season 5, Ep. 10, “Anomaly XB-6783746” • Noodler’s Bulletproof Black, PPBP, Schmincke gouache on 400 series Strathmore hardbound sketchbook. 12/26/12
Still on my Fringe binge and savoring the speculation on which answers to the myriad conundrums that the final episode will actually reveal. When it is finished, I will certainly miss Fringe’s characters and the outrageous yet believable future fiction. The prospect of a glossy movie deal for these actors sounds wonderful for them, but the plot would raise a thousand new questions which I doubt they would answer by the end of the film. Such a fantastic tease, entertainment!
After Fringe’s finale, I will move solemnly onward, in search of my next guilty pleasure television sketch fixation. Until then, I will sketch during the final show and watch it again (and again) over the weekend — keeping the episode on the dvr until satisfied that I have wrung a drawing from every sketch worthy scene.
The fifth and final season of Fox’s TV show Fringe isn’t even over yet and I’m feeling lost without it — in advance. The inevitable loss of “intimacy” with the storyline and characters I’ve grown to know and love has started to set in with the countdown for the finale, which is slated for next Friday night.
Of course, I sketched while watching this evening, but it was half-hearted effort and I’m not at all inclined to scan it. Here’s my favorite portrait of Walter Bishop, played by John Noble, from Season 5, Episode 9, “Black Blotter.” In this episode, Walter’s dropped blotter acid (again) and leads the gang on a merry chase to a room that links to a sort of parallel reality. At first, the Walter character annoyed me, but he’s really grown on me and I believe when I am in the throes of my Fringe withdrawal that I’ll miss him the most.
Sister Jude, to Dr. Arden (American Horror Story Asylum) as he adeptly reels her in: “I don’t have time for the prologue. Just say it.”
Noodler’s Bulletproof Black & watercolor in a 400 Series hardbound Strathmore notebook.
2 December 2012.
As attracted as I am to dark and scary TV shows, I am absolutely obsessed with this season’s American Horror Story. I’m especially drawn and repelled by the Day Room scenes where Sister Jude has ordered that the record player be in constant use, playing an annoying nonsensical song. When I was a kid, I used to play that song on my record player incessantly: the French Singing Nun’s “Dominique”. One side of the 45 rpm record had the French version and the other had the English. Hooked on this show, my need to know the answers will grow until it airs the next episode on January 2, 2013. I wait…