Wrinkles and Walkers.
My Dad’s home from California for a visit. With him all checked in to a senior residence, I get to visit and observe the body language and wit of another generation. He’s only been there a few days and I’ve already heard a story about a corn field and an unwelcomed manure spreader ride from a couple other residents, my kinda people.
This kind of information will come in handy for a story I’m finalizing now. I’d feel awkward staring at them and sketching, but I try to remember a few postural details when I get home. We all have our special ways of moving and engaging in our world. It’s a beautiful thing.
I carried some humor from my visit over into rough sketches I’m working on, establishing a layout for a couple pages in my story. This is one roughed in with pencil and markers.
Toys and Tantrums.
Toys bring out the best, and the worst in toddlers.
As an illustrator it helps to see like a child. There’s much more to an object than what we purport it to be.
Once an object is in a child’s hand it is much harder to get it out. But when a child truly makes a connection with someone, they give all they have and all of themselves. This is the connection I’m striving to write about. It matters not the age difference, but how we connect with one another that takes a relationship beyond definition.
If you haven’t any old or very young people in your circle, go out and find some, they make understanding where you’re at in your life much easier.