Fruit bowl.

Fruit bowl. Gold ink.

Leaf.

Leaf. Acrylic, pencil and ink on paper. I opened my front door just the other day after cleaning and this leaf blew right inside! I guess it was looking for a warmer place. I told it I would sketch it and carried it safely to my studio.

I often look at leaves blowing around or on trees and think about each ones destiny. Not in so much as their true destiny, but as a mirror for all of ours. Where will they blow to? Will the weather damage them? Will this one just be trampled? Perhaps this one will be lucky enough to be glued into a craft project. Maybe one will become a Guinness World Record? Well this ones destiny blew right into mine and so I picked it up and did a quick painting of it. Enjoy.

Natalie's concert.

Natalie's concert. Green ink. Friday night was Holy Name of Mary College School's (HMCS) Christmas concert. It was wonderful with choral music that the music department works hard to produce. Halfway through there is intermission and since I'm not the best at mingling I always bring my pen and a sketchbook along. The first drawing is a quick one done while the HMCS choir performed. They went on a second time so I had another chance to draw some detail on the left but all too soon the song was over. The bottom sketch was done of people in the crowd sitting ahead of me. I was sitting right behind the Lemieux's and so I sketched them. People never sit in the same position for very long though so these are very rough. Enjoy!

If you're interested you can see a clip of the choir performing here: http://www.holynameofmarycollegeschool.com/christmas-concert-dec-2nd-p140816

The Horror.

The Horror. Ink on canvas, self portrait. This portrait was finished in October of this year. A good friend was visiting for a short while and introduced me to the quill. He was very kind to carve me a pen and here is the result after using it. I find this piece very powerful... and hope you do to.

The mall.

I was waiting for family this morning at the mall and so I sat down and quickly sketched people as they went about their activities. Women leaving with shopping bags, men at the bank.. though I think my favorite is the man leaning in, taking out money from the ATM.

Asleep.

Asleep. Portrait study of a friend. Though the original shot was of a very beautiful and feminine woman, this study has developed to appear quite masculine as I used a thick ink pen and stayed very angular. (It almost seems as if you are staring at 1 of the Hardy Boys asleep on the TTC, Elvis?) I'm always amazed how these straight lines add up to give an appearance we can recognize. A face that is having a happy dream. A face that is content.