Mobile Studio
Posted in Art on Apr 29th, 2008 1 Comment »
Discovered drawing in the van expedites the hours of waiting. I don’t find myself antsy and squirming five minutes to the top of the hour, when Rocky is supposed to meet me outside the library, or Priss is supposed to come walking out of the music conservatory.
On the contrary, I’m so absorbed in drawing, I push it to the last minute before I close the art box and set the clipboard aside. Time flies.
Started today’s sketch in the library parking lot. Squeak ate her split pea soup-to-go, and I put down the first arcs. Listened to Don Henley for a while and let Squeak play Mah Jong on the laptop when she was done eating.
Fought traffic for 45 minutes, then continued sketch in Target parking lot while Rocky and Priss ran in to grab a bite to eat from the eatery.
Skipped over to Books-A-Million (”BAM!” is so silly. Don’t know why they did that. To the ad exec who made that call: I’m so sorry, but I’m morbidly unimpressed. At least “Books-A-Million” was dignified. “BAM!” is just…cheap.) so Rocky could run in and pick up that encyclopedic animation book I saw a few days ago when I was in there hunting for Shotokan books.
I stayed in the van and finished sketching, put in the darkest tones, cleaned up the smudges along the lines. By the time they got back, the evening was done. No more waiting. Drawing finished.
Except it wasn’t the end. The book Rocky got–Animation Now!, by Julius Wiedmann–was a Spanish copy, and the DVD that was supposed to be included, was not. U-turn to “BAM!” (gag) for money back.
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The van is cramped quarters, for sure, but I think I’ve made it work for me. Got a place for everything, within arm’s reach.
