brush, pen, ink, markers, pencils

Brush and ink:

Brush/ pen and ink:

Brush and ink:

Brush and ink (I do not smoke, never have and never will; this was just a study in high contrast):

Brush and ink:

Pencil:

Color pencil and plastic overlay:

Line study, color markers:

Pencil, ink, markers (unfinished ,and probably never will get finished because I don't have those markers anymore):

Human Sketches

Ok, it did say sketches these are not finished drawings, just 10 min.- 30 min sketches. Don't expect to find well-rendered pieces of art, just thoughts, ideas and colors.
Concepts:

My older sisters from back when

This is stuff my older sister drew for me when I was a child. The first three got water damage in storage, but I still very much like them.

Clown was a birthday gift.

My sister made this when she was 12 years old, almost thirteen, and I was 9, almost 10. It was a birthday gift, too.

I don't have drawings from her as she got older, and I don't think she draws any more, but she was real good as a young adult; she did lots of fashion stuff.

Art the High School Years

It is amazing to me how little of my old art I still own. In high school I gave most of it to friends as a thank you, get well, or a happy birthday. So I have only a small selection of what I actually did; the same is true for the college and university levels. When I was a student I didn't have much room, so if someone liked something I did I usually gave it to them.

My three favorite colors my whole life.

Made the red one first ,then the positive and negative in black and white. They had been one picture, the two black and white ones. Later I separated them when one got damaged. The positive was the left and the negative the right image, originally.

Teacher supplied prop, I didn't drink soda then or now. This was a value study and a still life of desk, soda can, and gum wrapper.

Just a pencil drawing.

Oil paint on canvas, the only surviving painting from high school.

Oil pastels.
Did an entire series on these in high school, about 60 different ones. These are the only two left. I also did a series on vintage clowns; don't seem to have any of those, now. I will have to look maybe I have a different portfolio somewhere, misplaced over the years.

Oriental mask, prisma color pencils.

Old Dior ad; this image is used again in the university level but for acrylic / water color studies. It is sad to me that this one got damaged in the middle of the image. This image is made using prisma color pencils.

On a Halloween note.

If I remember there was an image similar to this in one of my brother's D&D books, and it was Halloween time my junior year of high school. My art teacher was having a contest; this was my entry. I won and got a box of art pencils for it.

Happy Tears

Happy tears, sort of a weird thing. Today was the first day I didn't teach, but because I had the day off of work, I helped at school (to give the new teacher all my records and get her up to date with the class and what they are studying), except I left for a few minutes to take my sick daughter to her aunt's house. It was a hard day, to say the least. I cried both happy and sad tears today. Sad because I wanted to be teaching the students and be in the room with them during their class time, but that wouldn't be fair to the new teacher. My oldest daughter's class is across the hall from the two classes that had my students (I guess ex-students, now). So when school let out and the children came out, all my students saw me waiting for my daughter. Can I just say how great 2nd Graders are? They all said they missed me and wished I would come back and teach them and gave me hugs and told me they loved me (they thought I didn't want to teach them any more). I explained if I could I would, and I would still be their sub if possible. I also explained that they should be kind to their new teacher and be good for her. They said they would but that they liked me better as a teacher; very sweet of them, but at that point I fell apart crying. I have done that way too much lately (including now). I told them whenever they see me in the halls they are welcome to say hi and give hugs. Even if I am not their teacher in class, they are still dear children to me.

The second to last day I taught, the students asked if they could see some drawings I did when I was young. These images I took from ads in the early 80's when I was between 14-15 (ok, so I was young and the pictures look like it, but I think they are good for the age I was). One was, I think, a Chicago ballet ad and the other two are Christian Dior ads. They are not original ideas, but they are modified from the originals as the originals (the Dior ads) are photos of models and mine are stipple drawings. The ballet ad was water colors, where mine is prisma color pencils.