More. This. Year.

Curiosity                                                Dreamcatcher

Stuff done meanwhile

Fight                                                   Glimmer

Lay                                                 Hold

Mist

Based on a photo taken in Chikmaglur. 

Shrug

First of all, Happy New Year! A tad late, but it's still barely a week old, so here's to a fruitful and enjoyable 51 weeks ahead. I also managed to get my hands dirty with charcoal marks again, hence the title of the post. I'm finding it very convenient to subjectify myself- I don't have to go begging, plus I lose the right to complain.

"I'm no longer a Conjunctivit"

Another of those priceless things you hear at law college. Apparently describes a person previously inflicted with conjunctivitis, and by definition, me. It hit me just as I handed in my Human Rights essay and left me with blurry vision and social ostracism. But it seems blurry vision helps you draw better, or at least, think you draw better since you can no longer see clearly enough to spot your errors. I've hit on the secret to improving one's artistic talent at last!

Here's the result:

More Attempts

Blogger seems to have Helvetica now! Excellent; except for the fact that I still haven't found a muse worthy of Trebuchet, let alone Helvetica. 

The reflective surface on my laptop screen caught my eye, however, and this was the result-

The lateral inversion being an obvious error.

One million long necks

It seems there's this person collecting one million giraffes to prove a point. Having pursued a similar project once involving sheep, I uploaded these doodles:

 

I should put up all the sheep I managed to get sometime. But my laziness gets in the way when I try. 

Unbridled

And I'm back to post, besides having drawn something fairly complete after a very long time. Done in charcoal in a bout of enforced sleeplessness while trying not to torture people awake at ungodly hours to keep me company (I think I failed there). I had no particular inspiration to draw this piece, it was more of an attemt to force myself back to my pencil having lost the feel of it for quite a while, and the high I reached at 3 in the morning having completed it made me conclude that the inspiration is in the blank sheet of paper that cries out to be conquered and the pencil that so teases you with its pretentious compliance.

I cannot do without something which is greater than I am, which is my life, the power to create.

-Vincent Van Gogh

Eye!

The problem with drawing yourself is that you can either begin to love or hate yourself, or in my case, a little bit of both.

Losing control over the pencil

I have this strange inkling that it has started to develop a mind of its own.

 

Procrastinated artwork

http://timelesstirade.files.wordpress.com/2008/01/untitled-1.jpg

[image inspired from the movie frozen]
तू धूप हैं झाम से बिखर 

तू हैं नदी ओ बेखबर
बह चल कहीं उड़ चल कहीं
दिल खुश जहाँ तेरी तो मंजिल है वहीं
[तारे ज़मीन पर- खोलो खोलो ]

A Faceless man

Why faceless? that wasn't the point- I just wanted the posture (:

Artwork

Ahhh... Weekend after Exams, I celebrate the lack of things to do.
What could be more relaxing than doing what I like and liking what I do?

Bloom!!!!-
This was a pic I drew sometime back...