Ramblings

There is almost nothing here.

Two eyes.
The suggestion of eyebrows.
The bridge of a nose that isn't really there.

And somehow, a face.

I could keep drawing. Add the nose, the cheeks, the mouth. Give the face an edge. Give the viewer enough information that they no longer have to do any of the work.

But I don't want to.

I've always found it interesting how little we actually need before we recognise someone. Sometimes it's a smile. The way they hold their head. A particular expression.

Sometimes it's just their eyes.

So this one stops here.

Not unfinished.

Just finished before everything was said.

Graphite & charcoal on paper

I really wanted to encapsulate the breadth and depth of emotion many in our (western) society are feeling today with what seems to be an unending string of disheartening events globally.

Graphite & charcoal on paper

I wasn't trying to draw a woman. I was trying to draw stillness. The challenge became letting the shadows carry as much emotion as the features themselves.

Graphite

Every portrait asks the same question: what makes this face different from every other face? For this one, I found myself coming back to the eyes. Everything else was built around trying not to lose their intensity.

Graphite on paper

Not so much about being a warrior, but about the effects it has on the person who has become the warrior. Again the eyes, the intent, the emotion, the coldness masking the humanity, a comparison to the cat's eyes. The same but different.

Pencil

Some memories aren't sharp. They're soft around the edges. I wanted this drawing to feel like one of those.