Here’s an interesting doodle from my small, cheap “ugly sketchbook”, which I use for general, no-holds-barred sketching. I had just finished up seven hours of intense digital production work; seven hours of face-to-the-screen, fingers going manic over the keyboard and mouse, and concentration pegged to the red zone. I walked out of the office with a blown-out expression on my face, feeling somewhere between a zombie and a monster, which is what inspired this doodle.
I’m going to make this the last post for 2014. Thanks to everybody whom has visited, followed, liked, and commented on Sketchbook Warrior over the past year. I’ve enjoyed the interactions, and look forward to more in 2015. Hanaka Sameach to my fellow Yisra’elim, Merry Christmas to those celebrating, and happy new year to all of you.
Two more pages from my “Ugly Sketchbook”, a cheap 3″x5″ cheap scratchpad used to quickly capture or doodle just about anything. These two pages were inspired by some of the interesting people I see while making the long walk from the Metro station to my office here in Washington, DC. The top image was a hipster I saw longboarding along the street, while the second image was inspired by some guy I spotted sitting outside at a cafe, seemingly relying on his coffee for more than just an alertly-awake state.
A few more pages from my “Ugly Sketchbook”, a cheap 3″ x 5″ sketchbook for anything-goes kind of sketching, drawing, doodling, and defacing. These three pages embody pretty much that, and just happened to run on a bit of a sick and nasty theme.
Back in 2009, doodling hipster bike messengers into my sketchbook (or even just hipsters styling themselves as bike messengers – can you really tell the difference?) No photo reference for these; just working it out of my cycling-saturated head. Did a loose freehand sketch, then developed the theme over the next two pages of a 4″ x 6″ sketchbook.
Here’s a rather hipster-looking lumberjack I doodled while I was in the process of saving some very large files. Basically, somebody left a blue Pilot V7 RazorPoint pen on my desk, there was a piece of paper next to my keyboard and while the spinning beach ball of death was doing its thing (Mac users know what I mean), I scrawled out a face, and the rest of the guy just followed.