Pencil drawing is how it all began. I grew up drawing. I remember countless hours drawing in my room. Hunched over the pine desk that my dad built me and that I still use today. In fact I sit at that very desk typing this post. Pencil drawing thought me so much about everything: about patience, diligence, confidence, form and function, about light and shape, about everything thatI need to do what I do now. And still it lingers as part of my process. I use it as a tool now, and still as a method of self teaching. If I need to layout a painting, or learn about the form and function of a new character I always break out the trusted old friends of paper and pencil. I feel endlessly comfortable with a blank page in front of me, the warmth of my halogen desk lamp, my legs tucked under the old pine desk, and a
blue staedtler pencil in my hand.
Here I have begun to study the brook trout, a new species for me and the subject of an up coming commission. A study sketch is a great way to be confident in the understanding of your subject manor going into an acrylic painting.