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.
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.
Walter Bishop examines “Tech” on Fox’s TV show Fringe. Watercolor, Noodler’s Bulletproof Black ink on a Strathmore 400 Series hardbound sketchbook (not intended for water media: buckled and pleasantly crinkly now!)
What, three months since my last Sketch blog entry? I’ve been gobbling up other people’s blogging and sketching regularly, just not posting. Maybe a New Year’s resolution is in order. In fact, it’s been so long since I’ve uploaded a photo, the upload process has been streamlined and upgraded and is running really slick — seems there are perks for slackers like me.
This sketch of Fringe’s quirky character Walter Bishop happened because of the way his eye enlarged when he passed the magnifying glass in front of it. Perfect! I wish there was a way for me to sketch his voice: what a melodious sound. It makes me feel contented somehow to be “busy” making a sketch while watching TV. I like to think of it as the lazy woman’s method of multitasking, except neither watching television or sketching are really tasks, are they? Maybe it’s my way of justifying sitting on my arse for a certain period of time just letting everything else fall by the wayside. Instead of pausing the show, my favorite technique is to snap photos with either iPad or phone then when the photos appear on my photo stream they are readily available for me to study. (Hitting the pause button during the show causes a big pause bar and Time Warner logo to come up and that blocks out the bottom third of the screen.)
For my noble TV sketching efforts, I am using a lovely Strathmore 400 series hardbound notebook that Mom gave me for my birthday in October. It’s got around 25 sketches in it so far. I had started sketching screenshots in my huge 11×14 Canson multimedia XL notebook (what lovely paper!) but it’s too heavy to travel with, hence the perfect and timely birthday gift. Once the Strathmore is full, I’ll be moving my “multitasking” back into the Canson, for sure.