The Seventeenth Doodle

I do enjoy wacking a bit o' text in there sometimes with my life drawings, just to give a bit of the story I'm seeing while I draw. It's like popping your thoughts of this person into the picture too.

This old dude was sat across from me, innocently munching his lunch while I drew him. I'm like a sketching ninja - mwahahaha.

I then got home and worked on the colours to flesh him out a bit. I like him. So I shall reward myself with a biscuit.

The Twelfth Doodle

I have become one of those irritating people who sit in cafes and draw everyone around them. I'm sure some people don't mind, but some people get wellllll funny about it. Eek.

So I doodled this guy reading his book, I figured he couldn't see me so he wouldn't get all freaked about it. And it's not like anyone would look and go 'My god, that's Jeremy, from accounting! He said he was sick in bed that day!'. No.

I added the colour later when I got home, but kept it very loose, sort of like the sketch. Quite pleased with him.

Life drawing is crucial, very good practise. So even if it annoys you, I'm going to carry on doing it. Nah!

The Fifth Doodle

Nom nom. I simply can't cope at lunchtime without ketchup. Unless, you know, I'm eating a curry or something. I find it very theraputic to sit and doodle away in the caf on my lunchbreak, though I have found some people get very weirded out by it. I may only do a 10 or 30 second sketch of someone, and they catch me looking at them for a split second and you can see them thinking 'Why is she looking at me? Is there something on my head? Have I got mayo on my cheek? Does she keep checking me out?! IS SHE GOING TO MUG ME?!!' Hilarious.