So Vani suggested that I paint something uhh a little less technical. He told me to begin with only paintbrush and paints. NO pre-drawing, NO planning and NO thinking. Grrrrrr! I worked at it for days and I’m still not sure if I like it or if it’s finished. She went through several incarnations before settling on this one. She is similar to the Lilliputians that I draw in my sketchbooks, but they rarely meet canvas and paints. Any suggestions-positive or negative- are welcome. The painting can use a name too….
Drew Frank Sinatra for Mom back in 2002. I loved that SHE loved it! Mom passed in ’07 and Frank has been in my garage since. Friend and fellow Blogger, AnnMarie, inadvertently reminded me of this piece, so I pulled it out, dusted it off and am posting it for her. Stop by and check out her awesome poetry and art at Ann Together.
Oddly, Bro here is a proud zombie. He doesn’t care what you whisper about his sickly green complexion or if you gasp at the way he eats brains like a slice of pizza. He’s never conformed to any expectations, and he’s not about to start now.
Just funin’ around with another zombie. This guy needs a name, any suggestions? He’s really a sweet dead guy, thinking just enough to wish everyone a happy day. (I know, zombies don’t think, it was really me doing the thinkin’ part. He just posed long enough for the drawing,
Yup, another zombie. While creating this creature I was consciously imagining his story. Crazy thing, but it got me feeling for this poor sad-sap. Not the usual googlie-eyed, silly zombie that I usually draw for my own amusement. Sad-Sap here is a newbie, only recently turned, confused and pained….
I imagined that his skin colors would gradually change from, well, fresh and alive to pale and peaked, lifeless. His eyes would start to dry and maybe shrivel-up. And eventually, only decay. I waited a few days to post, but he still does not amuse me. I guess he never will.
What’s better than a zombie creep?. . . . . a screaming zombie creep. I imagine his scream is, well, a sort of typical zombie scream. But his starts low and grumbly only to intensify at the ending into an almost electric shrill. Can ya hear it? He’s also got an awful twitch – characteristic of most zombies. Think he needs a name.
I should be drawing flowers and unicorns – okay some days I do. But these guys are usually what fill my sketchbooks. Sometimes I’m compelled to name them. Silly, I know but so much fun! These creeps were drawn with a Sharpie marker in a Crescent Rendr sketchbook.