GahGuilt

Every now and then I get overwhelming bouts of guilt for not drawing, so I force myself to neglect certain tasks for a bit so I can sit and draw for a period of time. I have not picked up charcoal since 2006/07ish and have been itching to try my hand at it again. With subject matter chosen (something small so I could actually complete the drawing), I set up a quick studio in a cat-free zone and set to work for an afternoon. This little guy is around 6" x 4" on Canson Mi-Teintes paper. Mmm canson mi-teintes.

I feel there is a certain fragmentation in my drawing style(s). I think that's ok. It really just depends on the mood I'm in as to what will go down on paper. Yeah, let's go with that.

After talking to a coworker about his upcoming nuptials, this little fella told me he needed to exist.

So I made him exist.

This is about as sweet and sappy as I'll get. On certain days, anyway.

Evolution of Pig

Who doesn't love pork?

Ok, plenty of people do not love pork. Some even loathe pork. Some can not fathom the idea of slaughtering such precious piglets while others can not fathom the idea of not indulging in a meal of pork.

I tend to find myself enjoying pork more and more. Pork and I had an on again/off again relationship for quite some time, but I'm learning to appreciate pork for what it is. Delicious. (At least when prepared properly.)

My cooking adventures are leading me to new and exciting recipes that delve into using cuts I've never considered before. Cuts I'd shy away from while perusing the meat department. Cuts I'd stare at questioningly, wondering what part of the pig it came from and why anyone would bother with it when there are perfectly good (and familiar) pork chops in the next refrigerated section over.

As pork and my relationship grows stronger, I decided to dedicate a small drawing to this tasty meat.

Because I could.

Wishing I didn't pen the outlines. Yuck.