Can't get enough of live caricature... it's performance art (in my own little private personal space) It does have its dangers however. The narrow fellow below was very engaged in what he had to say to his coffee-pal and was none the wiser...however, his little boy (say age 5 or 6) was firmly perplexed at why that bearded man in the bandanna was furtively and continually peeking at his father. As I sketched there was a real danger that the boy would alert dad to the scary man with the black book... It's hard to know what to do in this situation, the chicken-s**t solution would be to abandon the drawing and move on, but having a mere child determine your artistic course of action is not what my Uncle Ike would have defined as manly. One could try to fool the kid by looking intently at someone else while drawing implying that his father was of no visual interest to me at all...(aside from being dishonest, this course can lead to severe vision problems, or a grievously confused image on your page)... My solution was to look at the child intently and assume a wacked-out crazy-clown frump of a smile. Doing this might have led him to cry, and all would be lost, however, after a pause of a few seconds, the tyke giggled back, and joined with me in my conspiracy against his dad. I win.
© Richard Ewing all rights reservedThis man below, I assume, has no children...
© Richard Ewing all rights reserved...chumpish.
© Richard Ewing all rights reservedThis fellow (below) was just happy to be allowed to wear his new cap.
© Richard Ewing all rights reservedBelow are drawings from a different day, it was all female this time around; harder to do as you need to distort while maintaining some delicacy. Good challenge as always.
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© Richard Ewing all rights reservedThe last one here owes a bit to Anders Zorn... and I'm pleased to purloin.
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