Partially Accidental Wrestlers

It's hard to ignore wrestling entirely. After all, I hadn't even really got around to properly drawing LAST year's Wrestlemania.

Also, I rather like drawing things I've drawn lots of times before... it feels richer than faffing about with new novelties every week... It's building upon previous hours of gloriously pointless studying.

Because I have drawn them so much, wrestler-like entities crop up in my doodles without my really intending it. Accidental wrestlers account for at least 66% of my output.





I was rather inspired by a thread on UK Fan Forum called 'draw a wrestler in MS Paint'. The innocent efforts of internet wrestling fans spurred me on.



































































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Going back to boring

Here are some drawings that have been done for a while but that didn't make the blog because of being the first stage, the conservative drawing, the boring drawing, not fun enough, etc. Just studies. Just doodles. Just learning. No particular place to go. Unfocused. Likenesses only loosely grasped.

But I was looking at some of them and thinking, they're not so bad.






Besides, I'm thinking in terms of getting more subtle, rather than getting more wild and crazy. Retracting my claws. Retreating to a state of measured moderate centredness in order to find the truth that way.





I quite like Beatrix Potter at the moment. And her scientific naturalism and love of fungus.









This next one's a mess. But sometimes, mess is what one makes.





Gosh, aren't I chaotic. It won't do. Still there's just so much nice stuff to look at in the world. It's not easy to decide.





Here is one of my last wrestler studies. Randy's uglier inner qualities are seeping out increasingly.





I've actually cancelled my Sky Sports subscription and am on a break from watching wrestling. I have broken up with it. Still, I have plenty of material still if my ambivalence lets up.

Here's when I suspended my judgments and tried to look anew at these two faces. I had been overly mean to John and overly kind to the other one, possibly. There are lots of aspects to a face. It's almost like they're alive.





Here's Katie the moon scientist before she was pink.





'Hair not pretty' I wrote.





Here's Bob having fun in zero gravity and having no boundaries.





Note the Rex rabbit 'studies' in this one.





Meditations on a waxed sex monster. These drawings often threatened to become something obscene and riddled with rudeness. But I never quite went there. That would be... a niche.





So I shall make a nicer taste by leaving the last word to Jeremy Fisher. In this picture I identify with Jeremy. Jeremy is me, or perhaps you, and the stickleback represents all the scary things in life.





NB. sorry if any of these have actually been blogged before. It's hard to remember everything. They're all familiar to me, but I hope it's from real life and not from prior blogging.

Ideal Men

I used to have dreams about sketchbooks with variations of the same image on every page. I sometimes try to have the perseverance to be this 'boring' and very slowly evolve things... perhaps it could end up as one of those arty animations that channel 4 used to show and no one watched and you had to get a government arts grant because there's no money in it and it's a bit like being a sort of art charity of fake worthiness.





'They're looking for external markers of temporality', I said to myself.





Here are some rather scribbly Michelangelo studies. He's good for if you want twisty man bits, that's for sure.





Sometimes I think John Cena has got a bit of a bum deal off me. Still it probably doesn't bother him in the bigger scheme of things.





Here are some 'ideal men'.

Bob watching things from the left hand side

I know Bob, so now I draw Bob, even when he's not there. This is Bob from the flesh, watching Lost.









Now see him raise aloft the fabled serpent Cena.





Back to Lost. We'd rather be married to Sawyer than Jack.

















Now he's overseeing some errant astronauts.





Blog entries might be more sketchy than spectacular for a bit, because I'm working towards projects that aren't totally about cute pretty bloggable drawings. But still. I reckoned sketchy updates is better than none updates.

Long Term Praying Lion

Here's another painting that I finally finished... the praying lion.

I really tussled about with this one and was quite hard on it for a while. But he's not such a bad old lion.

Maybe one day he'll be in an exhibition and other people can think stuff about him.

Thinking Hard Hurts

When he man thinks, he makes wobbly lines.











One must plunder the wealth of wrestler bodies still.

It seems inevitable that my He Men aren't entirely sure what they're about.

Wrestlemania Triple Threat Optical Confusion