They just won't stay still, will they? If it's not a hand, it's a head. If it's not their legs, it's their arms.
Or they'll leave. They'll just leave! Then what? What do you do with that half-drawn nose on the blank page? What then, huh?
The nerve of people.
Why can't they just stay put?
Now trees, that's another matter. Trees are calm. Trees have dignity. Trees are patient, and they'll pose for me.
So let's salute our friends the trees, who are there when the people fail us.
Upper right gentleman with Pilot Precise V5; all other drawings: Lamy Safari with Noodlers ink, the last two with watercolors, in a Moleskine
3 years ago