
I'd been rereading Grant Morrison's New X-men run for the past few days and I was inspired to start a sketch of Wolverine that I had promised someone ages ago. Gotta get my chops back - can't remember how to render him....
I've been rereading a lot of old X-men comics since I got sick, and ben observing how Scott Summers is so much cooler now than he used to be. This is a rendition of what he might wear in civvies using the croquis I made a few days ago, which I realized only works well as a naked drawing - if I want to convey an attitude, I really need to draw the whole figure from scratch. Ah well, the croqui wasn't for me anyhow...
I often have dreams where my family is complete again, at home, back in the Philippines. This was a dark, non-event dream that I awoke from just a few minutes ago (sleeping a lot in my illness), of th family going about our business in our individual rooms. Joey was still alive, and he, Gina and I all still lived at home, whenever that was, except Joey is fully grown in my dream and my drawing. He was taking some unknown houseboy to my parents' room, after said houseboy had been with some other family, apparently learning German. Yes, odd, I know.
All this changing weather has rendered me rather susceptible this season - I've gotten sick twice in two weeks. Of course, it doesn't help that I got caught in the rain so soon after I was last ill. Anyhow, I tried to work with the croquis I did yesterday, but I really don't think I work well with croquis unless they're female. This one kinda sucks.
An online acquaintance asked me if I could provide him with a men's croquis he could use as a basis for his own drawings, since he was having trouble with the male form. The male figure isn't that easy, especially if you have to define all the muscles for super-hero drawings. This is a general model more suited to clothing, I think.
So pretty boy flaked out on me. I guess I already knew it wasn't going to happen - there were too many warning signs that I merrily ignored. But hope springs eternal when the ego wants something more than the intelligence can prevail against. Which has nothing at all to do with this drawing... but my state of mind is - like this drawing - kind of all over the place.
I was drawing this when I got messaged by a mindbogglingly gorgeous guy (at least by his photos) who was rather forward and wanted to chat on the phone. We ended up chatting for several hours, which was interesting and fun. So, I didn't end up finishing the drawing. Of course, we don't know where that will go, but suffice it to say I was distracted, so here's the half-done drawing that happened while all that distraction was going on.
I had a bad reaction to a prescription last night, and I was really afraid I was going to die. When you're nauseous and vomit for nearly 10 hours, it can't be good. Its harder now that I'm an adult and living alone. When I was younger, I always knew there would be people in the house who would come home and be there should anything happen. I was afraid I'd die in my sleep, except I could barely sleep.

Having been in the fashion industry all my life (since birth, actually), I think my frustrations about not designing clothing anymore come out in my wearing them, as I tend to seek out the more interesting pieces. I'm glad I'm in NYC, where one can wear some of the more adventurous items, especially in Layer-Happy Winter. This is a new coat I got from one of current fave designers, Rick Owens. Kinda super-villainy with it's high, high double collar.
Friends of mine mentioned that they thought of me when the idea of Project Runway alum Laura Bennet doing an online comic strip was gelling, and I immediately had an idea how to do a caricature of her. The strip that eventually saw print was more fashion illustration than anything else (and nicely done, by another PR alum), but I would have tried to get Laura to...well, look like herself. She's got such strong features, I'm certain that if I drew her over time it would become easier and more spot-on. Here's an initial stab at her, possibly in a color she would never wear. Maybe I should have her and Christian Siriano do some sort of cross-season Battle of the Network Stars kinda thing....
Couldn't stand looking at that jawline and her fishmouth, so I fixed it, and I'm much happier with it. Her lips are still enormous but it's better. I'm quite surprised with this face - it looks more like I want it to without as much effort as I thought it would take me. Guess I'm just getting more practice. The original jaw-heavy version is below.

I've learned to like my linework. It reminds me of Antonio Lopez's lines when he'd do quick sketches. I loved and aped Antonio for years when I was younger, and while I haven't made any conscious effort to do that here, it just reminds me of him. Certainly not as good as Antonio, but hey, I'm at least happy with it. This was a idea I had at the gym, not a fully rendered piece. Very super-hero fashion.