Acting out

There came a time when I was just killing time, sitting at my desk.

I wished I had a drum set.  I did have one for a while, as a custodian of a drum set for a beginners orchestra.  Those were happy days.  I am sure my neighbors didn't think so !

So I ended up doodling.  I had taken some picture of this martial artist in a park and I've observed him for a long time.  His energy intrigued me.  Somehow I opened my album at his page.

I grabbed my brush and scratched on my ruled notebook.

 

 

then I got a little bolder and tried something beyond stick figures

 

 

I felt kind of sheepish and giggly, almost like a school kid;  doing something I wasn't supposed to be doing, and all the time being afraid to get caught.

 

I think this freshness motivated me.  This is a game now.

 

 

out comes the sketch pad and charcoal pencil.  I am filling in with more details now.

 

 

 

I really wasn't too concerned about whether the image has the correct proportions or not.   In my mind I could only feel his movements, his energy.  I was trying to picture that.

 

Then I tried my ink and brush on the sketch pad

 

 

 

 

Finally I had the urge to try that on Xuan with ink.

 

 

That was a fun way to spend an afternoon!