Some Recent Felines

Lion Amazing Stupid

Oh, Lions. We have not seen the last of you roary maney bastards.

We are Bugged at Our Old Men

Some Beach Boys? Or merely a frenzy of aimless graphite?





These are naked drawings that were never intended for blogging. Yet... it's like a kind of undignified documentary in line.

not quite things

I don't have anything satisfying that's new, but I want to update so here are some of the doodles from lately. Where am I going with these? Hmm.

Have been painting slow paintings mainly, that aren't done yet.

I got some markers for my birthday, but mainly pink and purple. I love the marks they make, but can't do an awful lot with these colours by themselves.





Simultaneously I continue to sketch the Beach Boys until I get better at it.



























And here is handsome handsome Bob.

How do Lions get in there?

This is Sleep Lion of the Graveyard.

Secret Codes and ye olde melancholic faces

Here are some more tentative lion type men in some attitude of emotional twistitude:









Can you decipher my little 'composition sketches'? I suspect they're effectively in a secret shorthand drawing code that only I can read:





Look at all the little bits of pencil detritus... but eventually they will re congeal into paintings look atable by human beans.









imbecile babycats:





Who's this handsome devil? Why it's the Heart Break Kid, Shawn Michaels.

























Oh and before I forget... I've listed a couple more paintings on ebay. The 'plush brush mush' lady from this blog last month, and an old weird student years one with a big mopey Sarah Michelle Gellar face and a little gnome woman with a club. Things were... different then.





or, you could have a squizz at all my auctions!.

I should be going to Hampshire tomorrow to meet a young chap who's made a film about wrestling. I might be doing some artwork for that.

And my sister Hannah has a new website for her illustration work... She's doing nicely!

www.hannahillustration.com


Bye bye!

Lion Voyage

I'm trying to focus my attention on how I am going to do paintings that feel like they do justice to all I've learned lately. This has led me to draw in slightly odd, fluffy bluffy ways. This is drawing towards painting more than drawing for its own sake. Whatever that might mean. I'm veering a little further away from 'cartoony' again, if you want to picture that continuum. Also I wasn't quite comfortable leaving up the last blog full of noncommittal wrestler scrawlings for days when that's not really where my head is at.





These oddballs I drew whilst watching Now Voyager:





These are just really experiments and doodles. I was looking at strange anthropomorphic lion statues and at well designed cartoon lions and just seeing whether I could hybridise them, what that might look like, and whether this whole nutty process might help me figure out what my painted lions will be up to.





I'm still taking lines and rhythms from wrestler sketches.





Here's a slightly creepy night sky type sleeping foetal lion. I'm not sure how satisfying it is as a drawing but I have a feeling I can take it forward. This is kind of what I was saying about 'drawing for painting'. It actually isn't a process I've blogged about much. It's quite elusive. Quite slippery. Etherial. Wraith-like. Eelish.





Of course there's no real reason to abandon 'cartoony' in paintings. Secretly I want to achieve everything all in the same place. But sometimes, I realise I have to concentrate on doing one thing in one place whilst doing the other thing properly in a completely different place. Like, some of the detail of my caricature observation has to have its own stage to evolve for its own sake, it can't just all be subsumed to a larger floaty lion oil painting artsy fartsy cause. See it's really not very simple at all. I have a lot of time on my hands you see.

In case it passed you by, here's that leopard and flower combo I sketch-painted recently... it might give the vaguest whiffs about where my painting is headed.