October is my favorite art month of the entire year, partly because the changing of the season is so darned magical, but also because of Inktober. (Read about it here: https://www.mrjakeparker.com/inktober-1/) I’m posting this week’s drawings here as a “week in review.”
This is he first time since Baby that I’ve really drawn, like with real paper. And I barely drew anything while pregnant so it’s been a LONG time since I’ve played in this space. I avoided it for a time, too, because I felt like I lost a lot in my hands and in my eyes. I’m happy to report that drawing is muscle memory like anything else, and it comes back way more quickly than you think. Thank god.
I discovered a tool in Procreate that I’ve never used before. It’s called Dry Ink and MAN it’s a beautiful tool. It ends up feeling like ink and oil pastel simultaneously, offering the precision and responsiveness of a great pen while blending with the sensitivity of paint. My daughter took a few monster naps this week so I got some solid blocks of art time. My tank has been refueled! At least for a minute.
Posted the Jumpsuit comic today and I’m mentally reviewing the six (or so) times in my life when I’ve tried on a glam one-piece jumpsuit. All six (or so) of those times produced the same result, and I inevitably form the same conclusion: jumpsuits are created for some other type of woman who may or may not exist. Like JLo.
It’s probably for the best anyhow. I’m not keen on the idea of having to get naked to take a wizz.
Oh, I included this drawing just for funsies, so this post wouldn’t look too sad and empty. The drawing is still in progress and represents my Saturday morning state. Pants always optional. Rompers prohibited.
I went to a wedding tonight and, unlike 99.97% of my days, I looked pretty slammin’. It was by complete accident but it felt nice. And it also felt nice to be out on a Saturday night sans child. I know, “BLASPHEMY!!!!” It may be a publicly unpopular notion but it’s most definitely a common one: Sometimes it’s fun to do things *without* your kid. Call CPS.
Anyway, as I was out having fun and eating all the pie, I realized I’d unlocked the secrets to seeming fabulous. I decided to draw them right quick. Because that’s what I do.
Sometimes I end up enjoying the preliminary comic sketches more than the final product. It has become an ongoing focus to try to maintain the energy and movement from the under drawing in the final rendition, which is not always a straightforward task. The finished versions of these drawings accomplished that fairly well.
Also, this week I geeked out on another comic artist’s work and it inspired me to play with a different style. Coming soon, so stay tuned.
I adore the reference photo that I used for this piece. The Girl tolerates slinging for only twenty-minute chunks max, and when we do sling it’s the sweetest, coziest thing. (She does enjoy being cozy, just like her mom. She also gets real pissed off in the heat… Just like her mom.)
At the moment, she’s luxuriating in her morning nap. It’s rather thoughtful of her to give me a window of time during my “creative hours” to work on projects and ponder the existence of the universe. The rest of the day will be spent examining mom’s face, attempting to get that pesky foot in her mouth, and contemplating whether she really is ready to roll.
My Aunt came to visit from out of state last month and she met our baby daughter for the first time. I snapped a couple photos and fell in love with the composition, colors, and emotions. By some friggin’ miracle, I was able to bust out a lovely drawing yesterday start to finish, despite being smothered (in a good way) by my four-month-old.
Thank you for making the trip, Auntie. ❤️
This is pretty much the only time I have for drawing, so……
Can you tell how I spend all my free time?
The Girl fell asleep long enough for me to crank out a quick sketch. So like, eight minutes.