Land of Temporary Sideburns

Since its been awhile since I've posted any glamour shots and Wendy claims I'm balding, I thought it was about time. Have a good weekend.

Undone

Just 'cuz no one seems to be able to get into either the post on meaning in language or the thing about the NaGraNoWriMo, I thought I'd put up something with a little more mass appeal. Not quite a vidblog (hopefully, something will soon be in the works), but not a heavy-thinking post either.

In a Den of Gypsies

Friday night, I popped over to the Gypsy Den in Santa Ana and ran into The Rambler. It was, as always, good to see the li'l fella.

While he toyed with his camera in the lushly dim atmosphere, I sketched Den patrons on napkins. One of the benefits of public places is that you have much greater freedom to sketch/snap/film real life people in candid situations. And we both took some small advantage of that factor.

Still though, I'm uncomfortable if a subject realizes they're the subject of my eye, so I'll purposely stare at someone who's not my subject while sneaking glances at the true object of my momentary attention. Unfortunately, the only evidence of the night that remains are these few photos that The Rambler was so gracious as to forward to me yesterday afternoon.

I ended up being divested of the sketches by and to the subject of each sketch. Regardless, it's good to be sketching again. Really, it's been years since I did any serious human studies and I feel a bit out of touch with the human form. Also, drawing still irritates my thumb and so I'm trying to work around that as best I can.