For Heaven’s sake! You’ve probably heard that one before, maybe even mumbled it to yourself upon reading some of the B S that features prominently on this blog. Well, I was drawing one night, and got into drawing with a pencil…for pencil’s sake. Nothing fancy, just a plain ol’ yellow #2 pencil, with eraser on the end, exploring what one can do with graphite fashioned into a phallic-like object.
Everybody has used a “lead’ pencil. It was probably the first thing you learned to write the alphabet with, and primary drawing instrument used as a child. I knew from a young age that I’d be an artist when I grew up, cause all my teachers always told me, “Hansi, stop daydreaming. Get to work and get the lead out”. To me that always meant it was time to draw.
Kids love to draw. Just give them a pencil and a bunch of paper, and they’ll draw their little asses off. My two grandsons do, and love it. Maybe that’s because grandma (aka The Wife) was an art teacher, and there’s reams of paper and every art supply imaginable laying around the hose. Five year old Logan drew the picture of an ice cream truck, complete with music playing and kids with ice cream cones.
So anyway, all these drawing were done with a # 2 pencil, on cheap paper scavenged from some recycle bin or thrift store. For me, it was kinda like getting down to basics. All my early drawings posted on this blog were in pencil (like the one on top). It was only later that I started to use ink, and later than that even, color, because it photo-shopped better.