IR Butterflies

All from the Butterfly house at Melbourne zoo, shot using the IR mod camera with a 590nm filter and 35mm lens.  It’s mid winter in Australia at the moment, and even in a hothouse the butterflies were a little sparse and looking a little ratty.  I quite like the tattered look.

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Thursday portrait part #2

Portrait

My plan today was to finish the ink dot drawing started last week.  But I arrived just slightly too late to get the same spot in the room.  Instead, here’s a charcoal pencil portrait of the same bold-featured (and so interesting to draw) model, from a different angle.

Glum, so very glum

It was a holiday-day here yesterday, so I finally made a serious start on painting the latex lizardling created in the Jordu Schell workshop last month.  Doubtless there will be significant changes still (should it be blue skin?  Or perhaps golden-bronze??), but at least tis begun.

I’ll also try a version with instamorph teeth and spines, but I am still figuring out how to best secure these into the mask.

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Just looking

This little garden cutie (approx 3mm or so long) kept moving its head from side to side to get a good look at me.   And then, being a baby jumping spider, it would sort of sproink sideways, only to stop and look around at me again.   Bad for the taking of photos, but really rather entertaining to watch.

Just another Thursday sketch

This week, the wrong side.

The friendly portrait group I draw with for a couple of hours most weeks is often nearly full by the time I arrive.  This means the spots that have a full or three-quarter view of the model are usually all taken.  I don’t mind at all.  The very first drawings I remember being fascinated by enough to try and copy when I was a child were profile studies, by the likes Holbein, the Egyptians and Aztecs, and Regency silhouettes.  I like drawing people in a way they rarely see themselves, but is so distinctly them.

However, I realised yesterday that I have a habit of usually sitting on the side of the room that gives me a left-looking profile.  The only seat available yesterday was on the other side, and it was weirdly difficult to get my brain to drawn an accurate right-looking profile.   So, note to self . . .

charcoal portrait

Black and white charcoal and white ink, on A3 brown paper, 2 hours