The ballpoint sketchings of Joel Vollmer
Yesterday got me thinking about football and so:
Also, while digging through some old stuff looking for materials and tools needed for a project I came across an old sketchbook. It was used most for doing studies of animals. Most of my favorites were done at UMN’s raptor center. I need to find some time to go visit there again.
Somedays you think, “I’ll carry around the pocket sketchbook as the big one is just too much to lug around.” But then, after scarfing down a turkey and cheddar philly, you go to sketch and realize, “Scrappy Doo! This thing’s too tiny! I need a real canvas!” Your eyes glance about desperately until finding a safe haven upon your temporary food containment device and your pen becomes a steady flow of inky motion. You are content. Happy. “Oh no!” you cry as the realization sets in that one of your coworkers may throw the empty container away. A note is jotted down as you begin to dream of blogging glory. “No one will read this, but I lived today.”
More to come. Perhaps. Probably.
Brush and ink sketch for DW’s birthday. Want to see it in color?
No lie. Those gerund sketches have been killing me. Mentally at least. So they’re going on the sideline and will reappear as often as inspiration brings them out. Much better than my trying to force them out. I’d like to have a book of them ready for convention season so no worries if you’ve been enjoying them. There will be more.
I have been sketching this past week a bit. Just haven’t been posting. So here you go.
Mudbath!
I chose Dukes… along with unfortunate pedestrians… and giant chickens. Just a reminder to keep your eyes front when tooling down the road.
That phrase may mean something very different from how I’m using it.
Inspired by my first ever trip to see WWE live it’s time for some wrestling. If there is a real “El Fuego Diablo” out there no offense is intended.
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