Self Portraitstan

My server is on the blink, blocking access to something I was working on.  So I thought I’d dump some desktop images into the blog for fun.  I have occasionally tried drawing or painting portraits, but being shy, I have usually based any work on photographs.  This allows me to work on my own schedule, and be as relaxed and boring as I want.  Self portraits are perfect since the subject is just as shy and boring as I am, eliminating any embarrassment to all concerned.  Also the subject is docile and follows instructions perfectly (and never needs a break until I do).  Smells like teen… whatever.

Normally I would drone on about technique, color and composition, not to mention the need to draw, draw, draw.  But this is for fun, so a line or two will do.

Ink, Xerox & watercolor.  My hair was never that red.

… and this is your self portrait on drugs.  So sad.

First attempt at a real oil portrait.  Thought it was genius at the time, now not so much.

Oil from a photo…  blood from a stone.

No, I didn’t over do it in the tanning solon; it’s just the lighting.  Oh, well…

First chance to try out my Wacom tablet.

Watercolor from a photo.  Overworked as usual.

Isn’t that one of the henchmen in a Bond flick?

The tour guide from hell.

Pensive?  Meditating?  Or, dozing off?

Another Wacom job.  Not bad… for an architect.

That is sunburn on the nose, not a drinking problem.

A fascination with metal and glass; the hobgoblin of all architects.

The Dutch shipwright… or some such fantasy.

This makes me think 19^th century.  Maybe Civil War pencil pusher.

Battle of the bulge was the afterthought on this one.

A failed attempt at edge lighting.

All palette knife.  Silly technique if you ask me.

A recent pencil sketch for an upcoming foray into the wild world of…

SELF PORTRAITSTAAAANNNNNN