So, quickly then, I finally decided on what kind of style I want to use for the illustrations, so I played around a bit with different media. One experiment was doing suminagashi with materials on hand a cheap paper, so not the most stunning results:
The super bright spot on the right is a sun dapple. :P
Then I practiced drawing rats and did more sketches in the two poses I'll need in the book:
For fun, I did some symmetrical drawings, using both my right and left hands simultaneously.
No snippet next week because we are taking a trip to the Red Sea.
This was a pretty busy creative week for me. I started a Doodle Book, different from a sketchbook in terminoloy only. The point is to doodle with purpose (and from real life), and by calling the work doodles instead of sketches, the pressure of creating something "nice" and "worthy" is relieved. I got the idea off YouTube. It seems to be working well for me. The only thing is that I haven't worked in my picture-book-dedicated sketchbook in probably more than a week. I need to get back to that.
I also did some pencil reference sheets, meant to help me get a better handle on the brands and types of pencils I have.
And because I had fun experimenting with ink last week, this week I continued that by starting on a hedgehog:
I might forget to check this, so perhaps there is no point in posting a goal here, but in hopes of making more progress on my project, I'm going to declare that by next week, I will have finished this hedgehog and made at least 10 doodles and 10 project-relevant sketches. There. I've typed it up. Now I must come through. :P
First I did an owl. I wasn't really planning to do a scene, just put the water down on paper, so the composition is a bit weird. I decided to experiment further with more color and some colored pencil details. Important thing I learned: When doing a "real" illustration with this technique, take the time to stretch and tape down paper. It was a pain (and sad) to see some nice effects ruined by buckling paper. :(
As Junebug says, "This is a fox":
Lesson learned from fox: That waterproof ink really is waterproof. Once you put it down, it isn't coming off again.
I also did a few sketches of animals for my picture book.
- Current Music:Warren Zevon - Werewolves of London (Sprout's request)
So, the blanket:
* I did some colored pencil sketches of fruits and plants, and two watercolor "exercises". One was an attempt (following a tutorial) of painting mixed media abstract flowers. I
Because even if I don't clean my house from top to bottom, I do make an effort to tidy it for you.
I do either bake something or go buy something to make sure I don't welcome you empty-handed.
And you know what else? I miss out on my nap.
I am tired and I have hormone things going on as I recover from 9 months of pregnancy and the whole rollercoaster of giving birth. So maybe I'm a little bit sensitive here. But seriously. If you say you are coming: Come.
(Twice now, we've had no shows. Once, the people just seemingly forgot. The second time, the couple did call to cancel 30 min before they were supposed to show.)
What creative things have you been up to?
And snuggled around the cute babyness, you can see the blanket I made. I'll try to get around to taking a photo of it laid flat.
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I don't know if anyone remembers, but before Sprout was born, we referred to her as "Little Bean." Since "coquille" implies the outer shell to hold something, now that our little one has emerged, I'm going to start calling him Ti'Loup* here, which means "Little Wolf." Just because.
* "Ti" as in petit, pronounced "tee", and the P in loup is silent: tee-lou. If we would have gone with a different first name, we were considering Loup for a middle name.
"Egads! What are these tall, healthy-looking plants surrounded by bare earth? They must be an invavise species, intent on destroying all other plantlife! I must pull them up posthaste!!!'
And that was the end of our corn. And also of a self-sown melon plant.
Ah well, we'll try again, this time putting stakes and other types of protection/markers to indicate that these plants should really be allowed to live.
Our idea of direct sowing into the lasagna bed (a bed made up of layers unripe compost and dry vegetal matter, topped with soil) did not work. One is supposed to transplant into the bed, but because we had nothing to transplant we tried seeds. No luck. We'll plant flowers and things from the nursery for now and maybe add in seedlings as we have them (if we do) for this year. The bed needs to be planted and mulched so the layers don't collapse.
We have a lot to learn.
* It might have been the gardener or one of the two garbage collectors that our landlady sometimes pays to clean up around the front of the building.
I guess I can close the link on what to do if birthing one's baby happens unexpectedly at home or in the car. :P
I started having contractions on Thursday afternoon, after a busy couple of hours on my feet. But they were nothing to call the doctor about, coming, as they were, at least 30 min apart and very manageable on the pain level. At two minutes to midnight, a more serious bout of them woke me, keeping me from from dozing off until 6 a.m., after which point they went back to every 30 minutes or so, allowing me to sleep 20 min at a time until 9 a.m.
At a little past 2 p.m., the contractions started coming quicker, if not harder, so my doc suggested going to the hospital to be checked out by the doctor on-call. We arrived at there at 4, with Sprout in tow, leaving Junebug in the care of our housekeeper.
Two hours later, after another swift and hard dilation,* I barely made it into the pool, as my doctor barely made it back from Alexandria to assist in the birth, in time to deliver our son. Sprout was so proud to be part of it and see her new baby brother come into the world.
So Boaz Kaelig** Faure, came to us as befits his name (Boaz = quickness, swiftness; Kaelig = Generous lord). He weighed 3.485 kgs (7.68 lbs) and measured 52cm (20 inches).
I was released from the hospital at midnight and should be in bed, but the adrenline is stll running high. Still, better try to sleep some more. I need it. :P
* Similar to Sprout's arrival in the world, only with much less vomiting.
** Briton/Celtic name prounced "Kay-lig", "lig" rhyming with fig. I wonder, since part of the name is French and Boaz is easy to pronounce, if my mother-in-law will approve. Or will she declare that we gave this baby a "weird name," which is her verdict for her other two grandchildren. :P