The past week or so, I have been messing around with drawings of Ben Franklin.
Originally, I was going to use him in a cartoon; have him walk up to me at the Lilly Pad and tip me ("I heard ye from the corner and enjoyed thine melodies.") advising me, as he did, to: "Save a couple of them, because a penny saved is a penny earned!"
The setup for the joke, of course, being the reader thinking: "Yeah, a few pennies would have been a decent tip in Ben's mind...ha ha ha"
Then, of course, the last frame would show me with a coin price magazine saying something like, "A 1796 half penny in fine condition; $2,500! yahoo!!"
5 Dollar Christmas Night
When it (Christmas Day) was all said and done, I had pedaled into the Quarter, and set up and played for a while.
There was light to medium traffic, which was still skulking by at about 12:30 AM, when I decided to pack up and go to the Quartermaster for coffee and a piece of chocolate and a can of food for Harold the cat.
Getting home, I discovered that I had made just enough to cover the 3 dollar energy drink plus the items above, with the 5 dollars that I had made.
I was just about out of cigarettes, out of weed, and had no food waiting for me at the apartment.
I probably should have played for another hour. Some of my best nights saw me making only 5 bucks the first couple hours and then having a 70 dollar hour after begrudgingly deciding to play longer...
But, I had put the entire 60 dollars that my mom had sent in a Christmas card, on my prepaid American Express Serve® card, where neither rust nor moth nor weed dealer could destroy it. And had put the 20 dollar bill that I had left over from the 39 dollar Christmas Eve in a jar in the kitchen before I had left, keeping just 7 single dollar bills on me; trying to maintain my more customary frame of mind: "I've only got 7 bucks, I need to be frugal," rather than "I can splurge a bit because I came into a hundred bucks over the holiday."
I got home and worked on the latest Ben Franklin drawing. Until about 9 AM this (Monday) morning.
This has been an experiment in drawing techniques.
The Has Bens
Then Again; Ben, Again
I'm going out, and will strap my guitar and gear on, just to have them handy.
Gosh, I wish I drank. Tonight would be a great night to walk up to David the Water Jug player with a fifth of Absolut Vodka, and say: "Happy holidays, buddy" while passing it to him.
I'll do the next best thing; buy the weed if any is around. I'll bring just 12 bucks with me...
Originally, I was going to use him in a cartoon; have him walk up to me at the Lilly Pad and tip me ("I heard ye from the corner and enjoyed thine melodies.") advising me, as he did, to: "Save a couple of them, because a penny saved is a penny earned!"
The setup for the joke, of course, being the reader thinking: "Yeah, a few pennies would have been a decent tip in Ben's mind...ha ha ha"
Then, of course, the last frame would show me with a coin price magazine saying something like, "A 1796 half penny in fine condition; $2,500! yahoo!!"
5 Dollar Christmas Night
When it (Christmas Day) was all said and done, I had pedaled into the Quarter, and set up and played for a while.
There was light to medium traffic, which was still skulking by at about 12:30 AM, when I decided to pack up and go to the Quartermaster for coffee and a piece of chocolate and a can of food for Harold the cat.
Getting home, I discovered that I had made just enough to cover the 3 dollar energy drink plus the items above, with the 5 dollars that I had made.
I was just about out of cigarettes, out of weed, and had no food waiting for me at the apartment.
I probably should have played for another hour. Some of my best nights saw me making only 5 bucks the first couple hours and then having a 70 dollar hour after begrudgingly deciding to play longer...
But, I had put the entire 60 dollars that my mom had sent in a Christmas card, on my prepaid American Express Serve® card, where neither rust nor moth nor weed dealer could destroy it. And had put the 20 dollar bill that I had left over from the 39 dollar Christmas Eve in a jar in the kitchen before I had left, keeping just 7 single dollar bills on me; trying to maintain my more customary frame of mind: "I've only got 7 bucks, I need to be frugal," rather than "I can splurge a bit because I came into a hundred bucks over the holiday."
I got home and worked on the latest Ben Franklin drawing. Until about 9 AM this (Monday) morning.
This has been an experiment in drawing techniques.
The Has Bens
Then Again; Ben, Again
I'm going out, and will strap my guitar and gear on, just to have them handy.
Gosh, I wish I drank. Tonight would be a great night to walk up to David the Water Jug player with a fifth of Absolut Vodka, and say: "Happy holidays, buddy" while passing it to him.
I'll do the next best thing; buy the weed if any is around. I'll bring just 12 bucks with me...
A hobby - in the purest sense of the word - I have is saving my copper pennies. I'll get a 1-3 of them out of 10 or 12 pennies total, and it's fun. Someday I'll use them for ... something.
ReplyDeleteWhile I'm thinking about it, I should mention that that computer mouse I sent you isn't broken or about to be, it's supposed to be some kind of a "silent" mouse that doesn't make that annoying clicking sound. Its cable started to annoy me so that's why I went back to the ol' $5 "travel" mouse that has a less annoying cable, a more annoying click, and a lifetime of a year or so then it's get a new one ... and sent the "silent" one to you. It should last a long time, silently, as I'd bought it new and only used it a little.
I need to talk straight about your art. You have every bit as much "talent" as I do, or even the writer of some very noted art books, the great "Loomis", famous for his "Figure Drawing For All It's Worth", had. It's just a matter of interest and exposure. I, myself, was considered destined to become an artist. Why? Because my mom was always sticking art materials in front of my snoot, that's why! I could not see worth a damn so of course I'd do geometric stuff, when the norm for little kids is the typical mommy, daddy, myself, doggy, kitty etc stuff. My geometrical nonsense was considered "advanced" and a sign of talent. It was not. It was just that I could not see at any distance. I later loved cartoons like Snoopy etc because being clearly drawn, they're easier to see than the natural world. Simple as that. I was not a very good artist when I was growing up, or as a teen, it's just that that was "my thing" that I was expected to do. I could probably draw a bit better pictures of Franklin than those you've done here, but not all that much better. And if you keep with it, you'll be able to do the better ones. What "talent" you have is the fine hand control you'd have from playing guitar for so many years. Interest and dedication are the other points of the triangle, and there you have it.
You should consider taking your drawings and when you're done with them, like take those Franklin ones, color them or turn them into something humorous or put some philosophical quote on them, and see if people will buy them, set them out when you play.
ReplyDeleteYou could also, as you get better, Xerox them onto card stock, then hand-color them and sign them, this allows you to sell original art while not having to work so hard on them - when you're getting $5 or $10 each.
I have a theory that about half of the population is "visual" and half are "aural" and as for tourists, they all like something that's easy to get as a souvenir they can take home and drawings are flat and easy to transport home.
Durr I just realized you did THREE drawings of Ben, one after the other.
ReplyDeleteI've never had the patience to do that. And it's amazing to see how they get better, one after the other.
You are doing exactly what a real art student does or at least did when realistic drawing got the respect it deserves. You've grabbed onto a problem and worked on it and stayed on it until you saw some real improvement.
Yes, the very next Franklin I do, if I do another, will be the one that I try to make "count," by using all the techniques together...
ReplyDeleteBy the way, I just read, last night, about artists like Van Gogh, whom they now think had some kind of vision problem that made him see the coronas around lamplights and the stars as, well, whatever they are in "Starry Night,"
And they also say Cezanne was very nearsighted and other famous artists might have just been seeing the world in unique ways through "bad" vision.
Plus, they got a lot of heavy metals like mercury and cadmium and lead; -one french artist smoked his cigarettes after getting paint on them, so, hey...maybe your vision being as bad as you say it is isn't necessarily a bad thing...
just don't cut your ear off....
Having bad eyesight might not be a detriment at all in doing caricatures. I've long wondered if the great Hirshfeld was actually, like James Thurber, blind as a bat.
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