
It's been awhile since I've posted. And a good bit since I've drawn. I have spent the last few days playing silly computer games. They are hopelessly addicting to me. They fire off some neurons that have no other outlet currently. And my eyes are killing me. It's really stupid.
I just made myself sit down and draw something. I realize that if I am to be serious about having professional draughtmanship skills, I must let my passion match my drive. Yes, art, design, games and books are work that require dedication. But they are also something to be passionate about. So I need to draw things that stimulate me, and be satisfied as much with doing a good job as doing something interesting to myself. I guess others may have this connection in their brain, but I needed to manufacture it.
So for now, what could be a cooler subject for a drawing than a diving bell suit? I botched the proportions and it's really not much of anything, but it comes from a good place. My reference was an old book about a submarine salvage operation, with really cool photographs. My wife found this treasure when out on a thrift store run this week.
Labels: drawn from book, figurative, pencil, sketchbook