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Koh-I-Noor Triocolor jumbo pencils on Daler-Rowney sketchpad, 9x12".
Marlette Lake is located on the Nevada side of Lake Tahoe at an elevation of 8,200 feet (2,500 meters). It's very close to its famous neighbor, yet it's 2000 feet above it. Marlette is a man-made lake, but it's very scenic. There used to be a trout hatchery on this lake, but now it seems to be open for fishing.
“It was amazing what an hour with her sketchpad could do for her mood. She was sure that the lines she drew with her black marker were going to save her years of worry lines in the future.” ― Victoria Kahler; ‘Their Friend Scarlet’.
“Sketching is the breath of art: it is the most refreshing of all the more impulsive forms of creative self-expression and, as such, it should be as free, and happy, as a song in the bath”. ― Mervyn Levy.
Daniel Pemberton – Sketches and plans ♫ (From Space Dive Soundtrack) youtu.be/eA8KvC9Pubw
Photo taken with mobile phone (Nokia Lumia 930) and edited with Fotor.
When I first came to Sweden I only had a trunk with some clothing, razors, toothpaste and some sketchpads and artbooks and a canon camera, that was all... all the rest of my stuff was in Vienna and it would take a while to get it transported from there to here...
still the urge to create was big, so when I went on my daily walks I collected different trashy stuff I found lying about...
Here is a Doll standing about in one of my trash-collections for future use in art...
I did some pieces including trash but most of the thinks went back in to the trash...
I rediscovered this image lately she looks so pretty all dressed up standing in a dump landfill...
Peace and Noise!
/ Mushroombrain the artsy Dump recycler
Working my way across the drawing. Looking across the site from the south gives an impression of how much the abbey complex filled the narrow valley bottom. The row of columns in the foreground are the supports of the vault that carried the monks' dormitory, or dorter. This continued all the way to the wall of the church. It was the focus of demolition work after the dissolution, along with the choir area of the church as these represented the most important aspects of the monastic movement. Drawn with a Staedtler 0.3mm pencil and Tombow Mono zero eraser in an A4 cartridge paper sketchpad.
( taken two days ago // These are the first & second "episodes"! haha )
I had to let the other bag go (not Bob Dylan, but the girl bag shown in my second attempt to do this) because the shoulder strap was not working for me. And I needed something bigger to house my laptop, which I often bring with me these days. Unfortunately for this photo I left Travis at home because I had a lot of books with me, and I didn't want to kill my back, you see.
I haven't been taking as much photos lately, and I realised this because normally I have more than one camera in my bag. :( Oh well, a lot has happened the past two months. Gah, if only we can sit down for coffee somewhere, we'll talk the whole afternoon!
Again, not in photo, but always a constant: Captain Jacques Cousteau, S2 IS extraordinaire.
PS. Don't get me started on the remote control hahaha
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#128 #120 on Explore, last 29 July 2008
So...I was just downstairs watching (what else?) L&O with the girls and they nodded off. I found an unchewed pen and two colored pencils in the vicinity of the sofa. Not too many minutes later, this is what appeared on my sketchpad.
Please don't tell the Doublemints that I'm drawing behind their backs again. It makes them furious not to be included! And kindly ignore the pen blobs, smudges and (DANG IT!) incorrect year. DOH!
Photographer: U. Landstrøm
Model: MushroomBrain
this picture was taken by a friend by me when we were our pubbing and clubbing in Copenhagen, it is the second time I had a tri-hawk and also a beard which is rare for me, I think I got inspired by Simon Bisleys character LOBO or white-trash hill-billy style... My guess is that it was taken when I had stopped my work at the restaurant since when I worked there I had a classic "Thin white duke" kind of haircut...
I guess it is about 2008 or something just before I moved to vienna...
Peace and Noise!
/ MushroomBrain out clubbing in Copenhagen in my imagination
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Café Frequenters episode: 249
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(loose pages of scribbled notes compiled by Jimmy from Johnny´s sketchpads)
Page 1:
The Grim reaper had his way tonight, but he left me alive, for this time, that is...
Punky-flower, petal-folde, swollen and pretty, butterfly-juice, speeding of life... fluttering by.. bye, bye!
The bumblebee took a zip of whine and s aid: "Hey man it is lovely to be alive"
The Pink Frogs said to it: Hey Bee, don´t you fly to close to the abyss you might fall down and be absorbed in to the darkness 4 ever...
The Humble Bee said: Hey puffy frog-legs this bumblebee has got tiny might wings: Hey Hey stupido...
But the Pigs in septic tank said: Noo! Noo! Mr Bumble it is a sarlac-pit it will gobble you up and spittedy-spat-spit you out, you will lose your precious life...
..and so he did...
Wunga-Bunga-tra-la-la
Page 2:
Cernum Ferrandio Servus-preccus oder Spernica...
Somethingisgonnahappensoon!!!
it smells out of fresh poop, exciting, yeah, I get the feeling I am back in Kindergarten,
Billiards hit a ball that hit a ball and it falls in to a hole...
Najs att Vara På Pubbet
Rymden låter rätt mesigt på Schwenska!!!
Mind the gap, mind the space in my head!!!
Page 3: (text arranged in no specific order)
The strongest you have, bitter, Please, Kodumun Birra Lyften arkadsh, jedno Pivo hvala prossim!
if space expands why am I still so tiny?
ØSTERRIGE HVAD SKER DER I AFTEN?
Calling all woody-woodpeckers number-stations at once I am vrillon please turn off your numbered peckers wooding my head...
The truth of is that you s ee so much you don´t understand, not understanding is great, and so is understanding!
Jimmy´s Notes (to himself)
Weird, reading his sketchpad makes me get a whole different view of him, he seemed so cute and pretty on the outside? I guess looks can be deceiving
After a very busy day - I just had time to do a quick scribble in my moleskine (nearly out of room) - a cute old school dino :-D
VooDoo Kings open house at The Sketch Pad in the Mt. Healthy suburb of Cincinnati, Ohio. How'd you like to be picked up every school day by this cool rig? It would almost make school something to look forward to. The driver could even drop it down to make entering and leaving easier and it would carry most of the class to the prom. Note the exhaust. What a grin!
"Sometimes when I sketch I just do something basic and straightforward, and then work on making it more complex after the initial outline, especially when I'm drawing the human face. Charcoal Line drawing is my favorite technique in sketching and illustration because I can shade with a small tilt of my hand. " ~Tomitheos
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fun facts:
What is an Implied Line?
An Implied line is created when the artist lifts the pencil or charcoal from the paper, continuing its direction of travel, and then applies pressure again and continues in the same direction.
What is Pure Contour Line Drawing
Pure contour line drawing is the simplest form of linear expression. The line is more of an outline that just describes the visible edges of an object in it's simplicity with no shading as of yet just clearly defined edges. resisting the temptation to color in shadows.
What is Cross Contour Drawing
Cross contour lines are drawn lines which travel, as the name suggests, across the form. Cross contours may be horizontal or vertical and drawn at varying angles like a grid. The gridlines on the drawn object suggest what will be shaded or how the colors will occupy its space.
These are a couple of Knock-off copycat MOTU toy figures, probably one of my first purchases in my new city and country, I bought them at a flea market somewhere in Vienna...
After living at a hotel in the first district for a week without anything more than basic thing, some clothing, hygiene products and the computer (which is was dead expensive to use for surfing (hotel internet rates)) it was really nice to get to an almost home!
...We found a Brazilian woman´s apartment to let and lodge in while she was in her home country, still it was pretty hard since we only opened two or three more boxes of tools and stuff there since we where not gonna live there forever, so all my artist tools where still packed in boxes at some warehouse somewhere!
...still it was pretty nice to be able to unpack some more clothing, you get pretty bored at wearing combinations of only a few tops, two trousers and one suit every day...
...I remember how Wonderful it was that it was always loads of sounds around us, something I wasn´t use to when living in Sweden, where it is so extremely silent in most apartment, here you could hear neighbors practicing their instruments, like tuba or violin, you could hear the Karate club and the dance club at night bashing sandbags and tapping on the wooden floor, I loved and doors slamming all times a day! my wife not so amused by this as I was...
Sadly the permanent rent apartment would be renting later was a silent as in Sweden which made me feel very isolated :)
...I have always loved to hear sounds from neighbors...
...but anyhow, back to the Brazilian woman´s lodged apartment...
I was really dying to start painting again, months passed without me being able to paint, I did a lot of other things, photograph my new city from every angle on my long walks to get to know my new city, I just wanted to dive all in to this wonderful Glass of sparkling sect bowl full of culture, music, art, food, exiting architecture, interesting people...
...but still I missed painting, Though I had my sketchpads and would usually sit a doodle at cafés or on a park bench...
My wife had started working at her new job now and my work every day was to clean, cook food and buy groceries at the shop...
it was really hard to cook anything that my wife liked, I only had been vegetarian for a short time (6 months) and didn´t really know how to cook veggie stuff, so my wife was constantly disappointed at my experiments in the veggie cousin, bu she did like my stews full of new exiting veggies we didn´t have in Sweden!
...well the cleaning of the apartment was pretty quick since it was a tiny flat...
...and more important non of our cats had move to Vienna yet, so no poop shoveling or heaps of cat hair in every corner!
So I had a lot of free time but non of my toy collections, not my paints or brushes, we where looking for an apartment so I wen´t to cafés who had wi-fi for free, so I learned some very useless (Austrian) German words like, mieten, dachterasse, wohnungsfläche, immobilien and immobilien... words only useful when you are looking for an apartment or if your work in a trade that is related to house and flats...
So when I basically had polished every pipe in the house and haunted down any grain of sand tainting the Brazilian woman´s floor I tried to keep my self entertained until my wife would come home after work... this is one of the results these knock-off toy figures photographed in every corner of the rented house this pic is just one of many of these models...
Some moleskine style sketchpads I've been scribbling cats over. Going to have these for sale at Thought Bubble this November in Leeds.
Making a start on a new study of a tree. It will have well known historical building in the background. A drawing suggested by a friend on Facebook after seeing my last drawing of King's Manor in York. Drawn with Staedtler 0.3mm pencil and Tombow Mono zero eraser in an A4 cartridge paper sketchpad.
Taken at the Queen City Draggers' Tradition Rod and Custom car show held at Quaker Stake and Lube in the Milford suburb of Cincinnati, Ohio.
Funny, usually when I take a logo, I also take a few shots of the vehicle it came from. I failed to do so this time.
Look what I found!
I actually made these little items for my Kelly doll when I was a child. Most of you guys know how fascinated I am by miniature things. These little creations are some of my prized childhood possessions.
Check out my blog for more on these cuties =D
Taken for ODC: Found
P.S.
I also posted a video from my visit to the hummingbird garden to my blog. Check it out -^_^-
while shopping for art supplies which I actually needed I saw this short but thick pad as i waited in line to pay. An impulse buy, i decided I would do a series, one piece (at least) a day intentionally working very fast.
VooDoo Kings open house at The Sketch Pad in the Mt. Healthy suburb of Cincinnati, Ohio. Somehow the hub caps seem a bit too nice for the rest of this cool old truck.
HTT
On our walks we try to stop and draw something that we see. The boys have small sketchpads and I have a moleskine type book. It's been an exercise in letting go for me, and one of patience for the boys. But still fun.
This is set during the period when John isn’t working at the bar or in dreams anymore, and before he and Alan actually get together…
Alan walked downstairs into the bar a little after sunrise, planning to unload a delivery of winebottles he'd left stacked up to the day before. He hadn't expected Jane to be there, but he wasn't surprised. She was seated, Indian style, in front of the floor-length mirror by the dance floor. There was a sketchpad on her lap, and pencils on the floor next to her, but she wasn't actively drawing. Her hair was escaping from a sloppy bun.
"Good morning, Jane," Alan said.
"Hi Alan. Do you ever wish you could be different?"
"You're going to have to give me a few more details," Alan replied. He lowered himself to sit next to Jane, settling his legs off to the side.
"Oh, I dunno. I was thinking about how I want to be closer to my sister, but then, at the same time, I don't." She slumped. "I wish I did. More like that. I wish I wanted to be closer to my sister, even though I don't."
"Ah," Alan said. "Perhaps the issue is that society assumes that sibling familiarity is always positive, but your experience differs. So you are falling outside of the social norm."
"I can see that. But what if society is right? What if I do need to make an effort to know her better? Or what if... I dunno. What if I can't see my own failings?"
"I think you can see your own failings. Even considering this issue shows that you have a good sense of self. You have to do a cost-benefit analysis about whether or not it's worthwhile to change. If you know you want to be closer to your sister, you have to do things that will make you closer, like talking to her, and spending time with her. If the cost of the time and effort it will take you to do that is more than the benefit you'll feel by being close to her, then it's not worth it. It's just... math."
Jane’s eyes met Alan’s in the reflection. “Sometimes you're a cold fish, Alan.” He looked away.
“You are not the first person to say that.”
“But it’s not worthwhile to change?”
Alan didn’t answer right away. “I don’t know,” he finally said. “I don’t get a lot of pleasure out of social interactions. I’m not intentionally cruel. I can do the social parts of my job just fine. But I don’t want to pretend to be someone I’m not just to assuage my guilt, or make people feel better on a shallow level. If I did, I might not be seen as so… cold. But I think I’d be exhausted by the effort it would require, to the point that I wouldn’t be able to enjoy my popularity. If I could even achieve it, if I tried.”
“And you never felt like you lost out on something you really wanted, because you were cold?” Jane asked. Alan felt John’s name hovering between them.
“It’s not something I could have had anyway.” He heaved himself up and returned to the winebottles.
Pen on paper
4 x 4 inches
From life/observation and imagination
Somewhere around March 2020, there was a 'bonus box' of Tombow art supplies inbetween the monthly boxes. This box contained
an HB pencil,
a pigment pen
4 markers that were brush on one end and chisel on the other.
I enjoy using brush markers but these failed the light test in a week, so only use them in sketchpads and the like that will be kept closed and away from light - don't even hang on your wall for a month to look at them, some colors fade away completely. It's the same for the Tombow ones that are brush on one end and fine point on the other.
Here I used just the pen. At a week it has so far passed the light test, but I generally give things a month before coming to conclusions.
Maker: David Octavius Hill (1802-1870) and Robert Adamson (1821-1848)
Born: Scotland
Active: Scotland
Medium: Carbon print, printed from the original calotype negative ca.1915 by Jessie Brown Bertram
Size: 6" x 8"
Location: Scotland
Object No. 2016.374
Shelf: B-31
Publication: Heinrich Schwarz, David Octavius Hill, Der Meister Der Photographer, Insel-Verlag, Leipzig, 1931, pl 57
An Early Victorian Album, Alfred A Knopf, New York, 1976, pg 284
Sara Stevenson, Facing The Light, Scottish National Portrait Gallery, Edinburgh, 2002, pg 29
Stevenson, Sara, David Octavius Hill and Robert Adamson, Catalogue of their Calotypes taken between 1843 and 1847 in The Collection of the Scottish National Portrait Gallery, pg 199
Roddy Simpson, The Photography of Victorian Scotland, Edinburgh University Press, Edinburgh, 2012, fig. 2.15
David Octavius Hill & Robert Adamson, Museum Ludwig/Agfa Phot-Historama, Steidl, Gottingen, 2000, pg 209, Cat 170
Tom Normand, Scottish Photography, A History, Luath Press Ltd, Edinburgh, 2007, fig 1
The Hill/Adamson Albums, Times Newspapers, Ltd, London, 1973, no 21
Pioneer der Kamera, Das Erste Jahrhundert Der Fotografie 1840-1900, Fotoforum Bremen, 1987, pg 67
Other Collections: Scottish National Portrait Gallery
Notes: Hill is on the left with a sketchpad. In 1872, Archibald Burns, an established photographer who had collaborated with Hill took over Rock House, Hill & Adamsons original studio. Four years later, Alexander Inglis acquired the studio, originally operating under Burns' name before reverting to his own. His son Francis Caird Inglis took over the business in 1904; he continued to operate Rock House until his death in 1940 and his son maintained the business until 1945. A significant amount of Hill & Adamson's negatives and prints had remained at Rock House, and at some point Alexander Inglis or his son had Jesse Bartram produce a series of carbon prints from some of the negatives, including this one. In 1941, the pioneering photohistorian and collector, Robert O. Dougan, approached Francis Caird Inglis' widow and arranged to purchase all of the material relating to Hill & Adamson. Dougan arranged to sell the collection in its entirety to the University of Glasgow Library in 1953.
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On Flickr today I came across a huge stash of old photographs that inspired me to scribble a zombie in their honour.
Schpirerr Farben colored pencils on Borden & Riley # 116 sketchpad, 9x12".
The original painting (Chintamani 1935-1936) is by one of my favorite artists - Nicholas Roerich. He was the patriarch of a very talented family of artists who left a lasting cultural legacy. He founded a new Buddhist school and was nominated several times for the Nobel Peace Prize. He initiated the very first international pact for the protection of cultural values (aka Roerich Pact). A prolific painter, he created over 7000 paintings and is best known for his depictions of the Himalayas.
The riderless white horse carrying the Treasure - the Wonderful Stone - Chintamani - is depicted on Tibetan prayer flags that fly over the dangerous passes of the Himalayas - this horse hastens to the aid of travelers. In Roerich's painting, the white horse bears on its back the sign of three spheres embraced by golden flames. This symbol, which Roerich chose for his Banner of Peace, is found in many cultures and philosophical systems. In Christianity it is the Trinity, and in Buddhism it is the Triratna, or Buddha, His teaching, and His community.
Here's the original painting:
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And here's my other study of his second Chintamani painting:
I've actually drawn something in my black book! Took the kid to the dentists today and scribbled this in the waiting room. I've missed sketching.
Late into the night, by the soft glow of the radio dial, the news came in via London. Through the veil of static, amidst the grind of Diesel motors and the report of gunfire, the breathless announcer, coming to us from the deck of the USS Texas said the invasion of Europe had begun and to pray for all the men of all the Allied nations charging forward bravely into the jaws of a ruthless enemy.
Ink and pen on paper.
A rendering of the new Cessna Corvalis TTX, a fixed-gear, low-wing aircraft built from composite materials.
Not as interesting to draw as the older, rivited aircraft.
Noodler's Eternal Brown ink and white Sakura gel pen in a 5"x7" Strathmore 400-series toned paper sketchpad.
The Courtyard of Hotel KunstHof
Mühlfeldgasse 13, 1020 Wien, Austria
Gouache
9"x12" Strathmore Sketchpad
Noon time, Monday June 10 2024