Unfortunately, she has to pay the bills so I had some spare time in hotels while she worked on presentations or actually was on site. I got a few concept sketches done, my own form of productivity in such a setting. Here are quick iPhone snaps of some pages in my 8-1/2″x11″ black hardcover sketchbook. We spent much of our time being tourists or in transit. I wasn’t interested in documenting with my pencil (my cameras did that) so my sketchbook took on a different task.
A canal viewed from my hotel room window – Beijing sketch
I was lucky enough to accompany my Lady to Beijing this past November while she was there on business. A couple of Beijing sketches are the proof of that. It takes 12 timezones and 13 hours in the air to get to Beijing. Which actually means you land within minutes of takeoff but the next day when heading to Beijing. When coming home we landed within a few minutes of departure of the very same day –
12 years ago I realized that I had to do something with my artistic ability. The press of kids and work had left me with no room or desire to pursue art. But I couldn’t leave it lying fallow any longer – I was not only short-changing myself but I was depriving my family as well. It is one thing to know that a possibility exists. It is something else to begin the long process of realizing the possibility. So I decided to start drawing. Drawing is the basic artistic skill that I wanted to develop as a first step to being able to express my artistic visions.
Many, many thousands of years ago there were vast lands that now lie beneath the oceans of our world. Before the collapse of the glaciers and the rise of the waters people had a long time to knit themselves into these places that we now only can visit in dreams or visions. The Boatman guides his craft on a surface that is now hundreds of feet deep beneath the waves and 15,000 years deep in our forgotten past.
Times I’m waiting, often in a coffee shop or a car, sometimes in a lobby – and I draw what I see through the window.
I have a fair number of Wait Sketches that are the result of parenting and husbanding and doing the car thing. Activities that put me in various places for a while with empty hands and an urge to use my time to some effect.
. . . wanted to see doodles with character that you might be able to tell a story about. I thought that was a fun idea, and decided to post some of my doodles here as well. Some may have more character than others. Some are Wait Doodles, which are a bit different than my Wait Sketches. It is all in fun.
Harrison Springs is a small town an hour and a half inland from Vancouver. I carried my sketchbook around and was able to get some drawings done that I felt good about.