Radiant Comics

I ordered refill inks for some of my Copic markers this week. I’ve been buying Copic markers for a few of years now and have around one hundred and ten markers in my stock. Or is it a collection? I’m not even sure because sometimes the collector’s mentality takes over and I want to get all the colors. But in the last year practicality has won the day and I’ve been buying ink refills for the markers I already own. One of the really good things about Copic markers is that you can add more ink to them. One bottle of ink will fill the marker eight times. With a marker being six or so dollars and a bottle of ink costing about the same it’s a good deal to buy the refill inks. So I do. I have the thirty six piece 25th anniversary Copic marker set plus another seventy two marker case that is almost full. The seventy two marker case I filled by buying markers a few at a time with colors that I liked rather than buying a prearranged set.

As I’ve been slowly matching up my markers with their ink bottle counterparts I’ve noticed a pattern in my behavior develop. I’d use the markers I have refills for more than the ones where I don’t yet have refills. Part of this is because I bought refills of the markers that I use the most first but part of it is also because when choosing a color I’ll sometimes shy away from the ones that I don’t have refills for. I don’t want the marker to run dry in the middle of a drawing. That would be bad. With this next order I should have about seventy five percent of my collection of refills complete. When it finally reaches one hundred percent I might get some new colors. Y’know, if the collector’s mentality takes over again.

I pulled out one of my marker drawing to write about and noticed that it was from the future. Or I had written the wrong date on it. Take your choice. It had 4/19/14 written on it but since it’s the first day of April 2014 as I write this that was obviously the wrong date. I checked my calendar in which I write down what things I worked on that day and it turns out I made this drawing on February nineteenth. I guess I was playing an April Fool’s joke on myself.

This drawing is named “Ranger Motion” and is drawn on a nine by twelve inch piece of bristol board. That’s another reason why the marker refills are so good. Bristol board soaks up ink like a sponge. Paper that is made specifically for markers is often smooth, thin, and has a surface that doesn’t absorb a ton of ink. But marker paper is often too thin for my liking so that’s why I prefer the bristol. It can really dry out a marker quickly though.

Nine by twelve inches is also a pretty big size for my marker drawings in general. I’ve made a lot of marker drawings at five by seven inches and some more at six by nine inches but usually not a whole lot bigger. It’s easier to use paint at the larger sizes but I guess I wanted something different that February day.

This is one of my face motif drawings. Or is it a mask? I don’t always know but being that the face is bright red it could be either one. As usual the first thing I did was start with a small drawing which I blew up and made a larger drawing out of. After I finished that larger drawing I scanned it into the computer and printed it out at this size in blue line for inking. I inked this one, to start, with an india ink filled marked and some French curves. After that I pulled out the markers and put down the color. Then I pulled out my brush, dipped it in India ink, and added line weight to the inks where ever I thought it was needed. The final step was to add some white highlights with a white charcoal pencil.

I’m happy with the way it came out. I went with a red and green color scheme and managed to avoid a Christmas look. The power of the light blue (Tahitian Blue one of my favorite colors of marker) even in small amounts stops the red and green from fighting too much. The purple makes a nice base for it all and settles down almost like a neutral color. The background is a bit odd being that it’s a mustard yellow. That’s not my usual color for a background but the technique I make it with is. I drag the side of the marker brush across the paper while varying the pressure I put on it to make that uneven line. That’s light purple on top of the mustard yellow which greys out and dulls down. Overall I like the airiness of the background.

This piece is all about the interplay of line and shape. There is also a lot of roundness versus flatness going on. The main bit of roundness is the guy’s head. That big round jaw and wide face . But then there is his neck and collar which flatten out as if made of paper. His eyes are circles without the roundness of spheres and his nose is hinted at but doesn’t reach out to you. The triangular marks on his face are the tipping point in the fight between flatness and roundness. They seem to play both sides as sometimes they seem round and other times flat. I’ve always enjoyed this type of interplay of space.

I’m no positive why I decided to make a marker piece this size. Though it was only made weeks ago motivations can fade fast. I think I was going to use it as part of a comic I’m making but I haven’t found a place for it in there just yet. Often I make art just for the heck of it but lately I’ve been trying to put together a couple of books of stuff and tie some things together. So far I haven’t finished any of them but until I do I’ll have to keep making things and then see what becomes of them.

One of the mask drawings.

It’s no fun to work on something all day only to have it not turn out well in the end. I’m lucky that it doesn’t happen to me more often but it sure did happen to me last Sunday. I was dipping back into something I hadn’t done since 2009 and now I remember why. It’s hard to pull off. What I wanted to do is mix my drawing with my street photography. How I tried to do this was by drawing masks on the people in my photos. I actually did pull this off successfully back in 2009 in two photos and figure it was time to try it again. I vaguely remember trying to make a few more back then but not being successful at it. Now I remember why.

The first part of this process is to find a street photo of mine that I like. This isn’t always easy because I take photos in such a way that I’m not looking for one image as is usual in photography but am looking for a group of images that I can organize into the picture that I dream up. It’s a different way of shooting photos. So when I have to find that one photo to turn into a masked photo I stumbled around a bit. I thought that I found one I liked but the next morning I didn’t care for it. So I looked through photo after photo on and off over Sunday morning. I say on and off because it gets frustrating looking for something that I can’t find. So I do some drawing and then go back to looking. Eventually I found one that I liked. It took a little prep work on the photo after that. Just basic straightening and cropping. I’d save the fancier stuff for later on in the process. But now I had to figure out how to draw masks over the two faces.

I like to draw masks. It’s one of the recurring themes in my work. I draw them all the time. Ideally for this project I should be able to draw the masks right on the computer. That should be a time saver and fit in with the theme. I have all the necessary equipment to be able to do it but for some reason I find drawing on the computer, even with a tablet, clumsy and I have a hard time with it. My solution was to abandon digital drawing and print out the faces onto which I was going to draw masks onto bristol board in grayscale. I printed out the faces about four inches tall so that I could draw the masks fairly large.

And the other mask drawing

Of course the drawing of the masks took longer than I thought it would. Isn’t that always the case? Sometimes I can knock one out in mere minutes but in this case I had to draw them at angles specific to the faces I was using and make them work with the photo in general. It probably took me about an hour a mask to draw and then ink. I liked them too. I think they came out pretty cool.

I then scanned the two masks into the computer and gave them a quick color. That still took another half an hour because as we all know these things take longer than you think. I didn’t even bother to do any real coloring on the masks and went with some quick and basically harmonious shades. After that I pasted the first mask on top of the photo and attempted to put it in place. Except I couldn’t.

It wasn’t a matter of scale. I drew the mask at a bigger size than the finished piece and knew that I would scale it down. It was a matter of it not looking right. I tried the mask larger and smaller. I tried distorting the mask and bending it around the head a little bit more. I tried making the mask various percentages of transparency to let some of the woman’s face show through. It all looked clumsy and pointless. I decided to bring in the second mask and see if with the two of them I could get things to work. As you might imagine it only made things worse. After working on the thing for a good four or five hours I abandoned it. That’s a terrible feeling but not as bad as trying to get something to work that I know is not going to.

I now remember that one of the reasons I stopped doing these back in 2009 is that they take a lot longer than I thought they would. I like the idea of them: to take photos of people in the street that are anonymous to me and make them totally anonymous to everyone but the idea appeals to me partly because it seems so easy to execute. But it’s not. It takes way more subtly, time, and thought than I guessed it would. And it’s not an idea that I like to take up so much of my time. I don’t like it that much.

I think that the two pictures I finished using this technique five years ago worked not only because I put the time into them but because they were the photos that inspired the idea. They were the photos that made me think, “A-ha, I can do something with these”. The other ones were a big maybe and a maybe with more work attached than I was interested in giving to the idea.

Another thing just occurred to me as I was writing this. One thought that went through my head as I was finding it hard to pick a photo to use was to draw expressions on the mask. I liked the faces and expressions on some of the people in the photos since that was what I was aiming for when taking the pictures so I figured maybe I could somehow match the expressions on the mask. Within the first minute of drawing the first mask I realized this was a terrible idea since I draw the masks with weird and far-out expressions and there was no way they could match the subtle and fleeting looks on people’s faces. It was a day of abandoned ideas.

Ink and Carbon Pencil 6×9 Inches

I’ve been under the weather this week which means that I haven’t gotten much done. Nothing too bad. My sinuses have been hurting a bit but mostly I’ve been tired. That means a lot of sitting down in a chair and even taking a couple of naps a day. It was mostly from Friday to Sunday but as I write this on Tuesday I’m still not back to one hundred percent. I got all my paying work done but being that all of my artwork is made while standing up everything came to a halt. Except for two art cards. Even sitting down and writing is fatiguing. I never think about writing as being tiring but I did a small bit of writing on Sunday and then had to take a nap. Weird.

I did catch up on some TV show watching as I rested. I watched season three of “Justified”. That’s a fun show based on an Elmore Leonard story about a present day US Marshal who works out of Kentucky which is where he was also born and raised. He is, of course, a bad-ass who doesn’t play by the rules. It’s part police drama, part monster of the week show, and part soap opera all with a bit of humor thrown in. I like it. The lesson of season three is that if you want a bad-ass federal marshal to do what you say then threatening his pregnant ex-wife is probably not the right thing to do. You’ll probably just end up dead.

Carbon Pencil 2.5×3.5 Inches

The art cards I made were of scary monster faces. I drew them with a Wolfe’s carbon pencil. I’ve made these monster faces before. I did a few years ago on 11×14 inch paper with charcoal but more recently I’ve made some on 6×9 inch paper with India ink and a little color marker. Some are scarier than others but in general I find them interesting to make. I decided to make 6×9 inch scary face with the carbon pencil but found that the scale of the pencil was off. It was too small for the big marks I wanted to make. I ended up finishing the drawing by mixing ink and brush drawing with the carbon pencil. It came out okay but not really what I wanted.

That is when I moved to the smaller 2.5×3.5 inch art card size. Even though that was smaller than I initially wanted to work the scale fit the carbon pencil better. Not to mention that I was fatigued and could only get a small drawing done. I got one done on Saturday and one on Sunday. That was the extent of my art for the weekend. It did give me an idea for a story I want to write though. I want to write a scary story to go along with some scary drawings. My fiction writing hasn’t been that prolific lately so we’ll see.

A second show that I caught up on during my resting was season three of “Girls”. I had already watched the first two seasons and found it up and down. It could be amusing and it could be annoying. I almost didn’t bother with season three but that would have been my loss because the show has really hit its stride. I think all the characters have found their sweet spot of crazy. Keep in mind that this isn’t a show where everybody is nice and likable. The characters are flawed and often annoying. But this season I think they are more relatable. And more entertaining. I now unequivocally like the show.

I haven’t been able to bike ride in nearly a week since my sinuses have knocked me down. That seems par for the course this winter since we’ve had so much snow and cold. I’ve missed more riding days in the last two and a half months than I have in the last two and a half years. I’m not going to sweat it though since I’ll be back in the saddle soon enough. If it was warmer out I might have gone on a ride today as I’m almost better but the cold winter continues to hang on. It’s mid-March and it’s still twenty-something degrees Fahrenheit in the morning at my riding time. That’s crazy.

Ink and Marker 6×9 Inches

One other TV show that I’ve been watching as I’ve been sitting here is a British show called “Fresh Meat”. It’s in its third nine episode season and is a comedy about a group of college student who all live together in a house. I’m nearing the end of season two and it’s okay. Not great but okay enough to watch. Sometimes the accents are a little to thick for me and they use a bit of slang that I don’t always get but it’s fun.

A funnier show that I recently discovered is one called “Broad City” on Comedy Central. I heard the two stars of the show on Artie Lange’s radio show and thought they were funny so I tracked down their show which they were out promoting. It’s a half hour comedy about the two young women living in New York City. There is a lot of off-color and bawdy humor so you’d better like that sort of thing. I like it. It’s one of those fast paced comedies that flies by filled with jokes and weirdness. That’s up my alley.

Oddly enough I was sick last year at this very same time. That one kicked my ass a lot more though. I was down for a week. I remember have a sore throat for the first time in years and years and sleept through most of the day for a few days. Though no fun this is probably a quarter of what that was. I’m lucky enough not to have gotten sick a lot in my life but the last few years if I’ve had something it seems to always be sinus based. My head clogs up a bit and I get tired. I have no idea what it is but all things considered it’s not too bad if it’s the only sickness I have to contend with. I’ll take the old cliche, “At least you’ve got your health” any day of the week.

“Fierce Winds” finished ink drawing.

In looking for a piece to write about this week I picked something that could be a finished piece or might not be finished. I’m not sure. I’m not sure because as of yet it has no color. Usually my finished pieces have color in them but not all the time. Sometimes black and white is the end of things. But with some pieces I’m not aware of how they’ll end up. I’ve been making a lot of pieces that involve paints, markers, and watercolors rather than computer coloring these last few months. That’s been my preference lately. I’ve even been doing some finished black and white work but that has consisted of the large 22×28 inch marker drawing that I’ve done. But usually I finish with color.

This piece, entitled “Fierce Winds”, falls into the category of a drawing for one of my 10×15 inch prints that I color and finish on the computer. It’s a drawing that I had lying around for a while before I inked it. I don’t put much stock in sitting around and waiting for inspiration to hit so I like to just keep going even if things might seem pointless at the time. That’s why I keep multiple drawings around in various states of finish all the time. That way when I don’t have the energy for the whole process from start to finish I can pick a drawing and work on whatever part of the process I have energy for at that moment. Even if I can’t wrap my brain around the big picture at least I can work on part of the picture. This is one of the drawings that got done that way.

“Fierce Winds” 9×12″ pencil drawing.

I’m pretty sure that “Fierce Winds” started with a group of drawings. Often how I work when I don’t have the energy for the big picture is to pick a handful of little drawings that interest me out of my ink-book. I take that handful of ink drawings and work them up into 6×9 inch pencil drawings. Then I scan those in and print them out in blue line at 9×12 inches. Then they sit around like that for a while. When, once again, I’m looking for something to work on I’ll grab one of these blue line drawings and refine and redraw it until I get what I like. After that I scan the 9×12 drawing in and print it out at 10×15 inches in blue line for inking. Often I have a few of these sitting on top of my scanner (it’s got a place to hold 11×17 inch paper) waiting for me to ink them.

This piece has a finish date on it of February 19, 2014. That’s about a month ago as I write this but I don’t have a strong memory of doing it. I must have done it on a day when I really couldn’t see the big picture. First of all it’s inked mostly with French curves and a pen. There is a bit of brush in there too but not as much as I usually use. On days when I don’t have a lot of energy fro making art I often like to use French curves and pens. There is not a lot of thinking invoked in the process and a lot of reacting. It’s easy to disappear into the work. It’s a matter of picking through my various French curves, which are sort of like curved rulers if you can imagine that, until I find the right one that matches the curve of the pencil line I drew and then drawing a line in ink along the edge of the curve.

French curves are one of those drawing instruments that are slowly going away. They weren’t ever the most common thing around but they could usually be found in most art stores. With more and more people drawing digitally these days there are less uses for the French curves. They don’t make them so well these days either. I found that out about ten years ago when I had to replace mine. My French curves were a decade or two old and pretty well battered so I went to the art store to buy new ones. When I got them home and used them I discovered that they were terrible. The edges of the curves weren’t smooth so the curves were all bumpy. I though it was just my set but when I returned them to the art store I discovered all the sets were terrible. I haven’t found a good new set since. I’m still using my battered set plus a few new ones that were okay but far from perfect.

“Fierce Winds” 6×9″ pencil drawing.

“Fierce Winds” uses a composition that I come back to often. A close up on a face with a body in the background. In this case it’s a full body made possible by the fact that it’s upside down and in the air. This composition is also loaded with asymmetrical symmetry. Starting with the body in the background giving the illusion of symmetry while actually being asymmetrical and twisting in space. It took me a long time to figure out the body position when I was drawing it. It looks simple now but it wasn’t.

But what I like most about this piece is the face on the figure on the right. I find it a bit haunting. It’s been hanging around on top of my scanner for a few weeks now. Sometimes it’s been covered up and when I uncover it the face startles me a little. Partly it’s the impassive stare the face has but it’s also because I don’t have a strong memory of making this drawing. I make a lot of drawings and I mostly remember them but not always. Things can take on a life of their own after they are made and this one has for me. That’s always an interesting phenomenon.

I said I’m not sure if this one is finished and that’s because I don’t feel like coloring it on the computer right now. That’s the way things have gone with me and computer coloring lately. I haven’t been into it. But I’ve done a lot of it before and probably will again but for now this piece will continue to live on top of my scanner.

The sad marker.

I had a Copic marker go bad on me this week. Maybe not the most interesting thing in the world to write about but I’m trying to distract myself from the downer that is cleaning off and rearranging my bookshelves. Yeah, yeah, yeah, life is so rough but what can I say? We all got our things and shelf cleaning brings me down.

Anyway the Copic marker that went bad on me was my Y06 yellow. No modifier to the yellow. No yellow this or yellow that but straight-up yellow. It has a capital Y so I guess that would be Yellow. This marker has been trouble since I bought it. First off it’s a nice yellow. It’s bright and clear. When using a yellow marker they seem to pick up a lot more color from other marker ink on the paper than most light colors. That is if I use the yellow next to blue it picks up the blue and makes green. That makes things problematic because the yellow marker tip is often contaminated with another color. This was a problem with this marker from the day I bought it but yellow markers are like that.

The bigger problem was that my Y06 didn’t seem as juicy as my other Copics. It wasn’t as wet. I was always scrubbing with it a little more than my others to get the yellow on the page. All that scrubbing didn’t help with it picking up other colors from the page. I had some refill ink for the marker but even after I put more in in it still didn’t seem as juicy. The marker was a problem for months and even lead to me replacing the nib on the thing because I thought that was the problem. It wasn’t. I had a hard time getting the marker to even work a little bit with the new nib. Ink wouldn’t flow into it properly. Finally I had to flush out the marker by adding a whole bunch of alcohol (or colorless blender as it’s called) to it instead of ink. This eventually got it working again but I still avoided the marker more than my other yellows.

This week I picked up the marker and it was dry as a bone. That’s when I noticed the cap was loose. The cap wasn’t off or anything and it still clicked on to the marker but it was no longer snug. I’m guessing it never really was. With the cap not forming an air-tight seal the marker was drying out slowly but surely and that was what was causing my problems. Now it’s never gonna seal again so this marker is kicked. Which is odd because I have another Copic marker with a cracked cap (I dropped it) that I taped up and it’s been doing fine ever since. How did this cap get warped? It doesn’t look broken or cracked. Strange.

Now about the shelf thing. I’ve got a lot of shelves. On those shelves I mostly have a lot of comic books, paperback collections, and hardcover collections of comic books. Since I’m always getting new comics and books the shelves fill up and that means I have to find a new place to put the new stuff or get rid of some old stuff. Usually I get rid of some old stuff.

I’m not the type of person who has trouble getting rid of old stuff. Of course there is plenty of old stuff I want to keep but I also have old stuff lying around that is on my mental list of things that I’ll get rid of in the next purge. I look at things and ask myself when was the last time I looked at or interacted with this particular object? If the answer is “Five years” then it gets serious consideration for the purge pile. “Ten years” is the kiss of death.

It’s the waste of it all that gets me down when I clean things out. It’s throwing out perfectly good objects because it’s easier than finding someone who could use them. And of course no one wants them anyway. One of the things I was cleaning out was the last of my VHS tapes. They were final holdouts form my VHS collection that have been thrown out in previous purges. They were mostly documentaries that I taped off the TV and some concert videos but I don’t think I have even turned on a VCR in five years. I think I even digitized most of it. I don’t know for sure because I haven’t even watched the digital files in years. I can probably find it all on the internet anyway. Such a waste.

I’m also getting rid of some old books. Nothing good. Not books anyone would want. They’re mostly crappy old paperbacks that I read a decade ago and I bought in the clearance section of some book store. Some of them are even reference books on a bunch of odd subjects that I needed for some old project long ago. Who even uses reference books anymore? We can look everything up on the internet.

The oddest thing that depresses about the who cleaning out of the old stuff process is that all the stuff is not gone yet. It’s still here. Until the garbage and recycling is taken away the stuff hasn’t left. And I feel self-conscious about the stuff I threw out. Like the garbage men will judge me for being wasteful. This is the strangest part to me because I’m not normally a self-conscious person. The thought that people are judging me rarely enters my mind and when it does I usually don’t care that they are. But for some reason when I’m cleaning things out I think some hypothetical garbage man is going to be tsk-tsking me. I know that the real garbage men don’t care and just throw what is up on the curb into the truck without a second thought but the garbage men in my head are more wistful. Philosopher garbage men. Or maybe the garbage men in my head are really the past me who bought the thing that the present me now finds such an annoyance that he is throwing it out.

Either way I think I need to find out if there is a word for something. A word that describes the felling of happiness I get when I see the garbage truck take away the garbage. First I have garbage and it’s a burden and then I don’t and I’m giddy about it. There should be a name for that feeling. And I should throw out that yellow marker.