Did this drawing a few weeks ago, just never got around to posting it. Girls in panties is becoming a trend with me, it seems.
I don’t have any really exceptional commentary for this piece. It came together pretty quickly on a Thursday evening, as I came to the conclusion that drawing > sleeping on a work night. It was the result of wanting to draw but having no real ideas in my head.
So, I fell back on my old standby of “the ladies” (as I oft-times like to call them, typically while sporting a half-cocked smile and the first few buttons of my polo shirt unfastened, revealing a small tuft of billowing chest hair). I imagine this girl as being an exceptionally sleek female assassin, tasked with infiltrating an American Apparel shoot and taking out an unsuspecting Dov Charney, perhaps distracted during a moment of public self-pleasure.
So, I wasn’t sure I should ever even publish this picture, but I need a palette cleanse after that last piece, to start the week fresh.
I did this a few months back, and it was really the genesis of my attempts to adopt a looser, more personally enjoyable approach to drawing (documented in painful detail in my last post), which is why it’s such a scrappy mess.
I like it though, way more than a lot of more technically accomplished pieces. On a technical note, however, this is (sadly) one of the first pieces I’ve done where I focused on making it work when mirrored. It still looks better as presented, with the subject looking left, but it more or less works when flipped horizontally. It was interesting how effective flipping the orientation back and forth was in helping me figure out why certain things just looked “off”.
I like the eyes on this piece, more than anything. There’s nothing terribly complicated about them, but I feel like they convey a certain sense of warmth that I really enjoy. That’s what I like the best about drawing, being able to scratch together a bunch of fundamentally meaningless marks that, when you get lucky, have the ability to convey something unexpectedly vulnerable and human. Her eyes make me happy.
So I, like most sad, lonely, heterosexual visual artists, enjoy pretty girls. If I’m sitting down to draw without any particular goal in mind, 9/10 times I’ll end up scribbling down the female form.
This is one of those random drawings, done a few weeks back. It turned out a lot nicer than I ever expected, and it uses colors that are far more vibrant than I’m accustomed to. I genuinely like it, which is saying something.
Also, to echo the subject line, pic is sort of NSFW. No nudity, but bare back and underwear-addled posterior. The height of perversion.