I’ve been debating for some time now the importance of showing every little doodle, drawing, sketch, painting and everything in between to a virtual audience. It feels weird that there is this need to show and tell instantaneously. Kudos to those that do. I certainly envy their openness about the whole process. But does that make our work any better or does it validate us anymore than just the act of doing? I have decided to take a hiatus from the world of blogging. Perhaps it’s due to Winter approaching, or perhaps it’s because I am afraid of becoming a fast food artist as a result, but for now there is certainly a need to hibernate and to withdraw in the act of creation. Many thanks to all who have liked my stuff…
Stumbled upon the back of John Abbott College and noticed this abandoned building with its barricaded windows and eerie energy permeating through on this gloomy October day. Now I am fascinated by it and imagining so many things that could be inside and the ones that once were.
Sitting here on this cold and eerie Autumn evening since it’s been weird since yesterday so instead of looking at this stupid TV or sitting idly in front of the computer, I decided rather to sketch my immediate view, the couch.
Here is the continuation of my adventure with this new Moleskine. So I opted for fast sketches because we all know it cannot take any moisture. In class today I caught my students working while they were unaware of my stooping around them. Such a voyeur. BTW, pardon the awful tones of my camera since I could not grasp a better tint of this unknown yellow that Moleskine uses.
Thank you Amazon for selling me this Moleskine which I understood to be something completely different. What I got was this yellow paper, non absorbent and so not conducive for any liquid media. All this to say I used for the first time with my new 5″ x 8. 5″ Moleskine sketch pad and was freaked. This is my office. Pardon the horrible rendering…
Driving towards John Abbott College always amazes me as the panorama is breathtaking and where it changes constantly as the seasons change. I sketched this in the car real quick before cops or other cars wondered why I was parked out in the middle of nowhere. I colored it later at home but I really love this road.
One of my favourite seasons happens to be Fall but it is a bitter sweet sensation as I know what’s coming living in Montreal. Yet it is such a magical time observing leaves and trees changing on an hourly basis sometimes. It’s warm but no more tanning season and nights are cool and fresh. This image is from the Charlevoix region about 6 hours from Montreal where the air is crisp and the panorama is endless.