Finished this up. Not particularly a fan of Barcelona, but greatness is where it is. It’s funny, no matter how dark I make shadows and shading, I always feel I could have gone darker.
Bun in Space, I forgot to add the stars. I see so many completely finished drawings and paintings on this site. I am not sure if it's for doodles and sketches or for finished pieces. It's confusing.
Josh O'Connor and Alec Secăreanu at Francis Lee's God's Own Country @franciscarsonlee @joshographee @alecsecareanu #JoshOConnor #AlecSecăreanu #FrancisLee #godsowncountry
Made with @Krita_Painting
Finished in @Photoshop
Made with ❤
(HB pencil on 110mm x 90mm paper) Another of my now yearly drawings that I use for Christmas cards which I send out to various people. As ever, these cards also included its own seasonal tale, which you can read here: http://www.skavart.co.uk/2018/12/merry-christmas-2018-last-nativity.html
This is watercolor using the negative painting technique where you paint around your subject using multiple layers which creates depth. This has greater than 8 layers of watercolor washed around the tree shapes
Lately, I have been working primarily on the computer to wrap up a coloring book that I just published. I've decided to make August about focusing on my sketchbook and discover some new things. I don't really have a direction in mind other than to tackle
I love Kraft paper! This is my third Kraft paper sketchbook, and definitely not my last. Splashed on some acrylic paint and got to doodling with my Rotring Isograph 0.5 mm. Happiness :-)
Imperfect Lines, Honest Presence
This sketch is not perfect—and that’s exactly why it’s alive. The bold figure, the dissolving hat, the tilted chair: all of it feels unfinished, fleeting, caught in motion. It’s what the Japanese call wabi-sabi—finding beauty in the imperfect, the impermanent, the incomplete.
But there’s something deeper here too. A quick sketch is not just what the eye records. It’s what the soul permits. To draw without fixing, without polishing, is to admit the world will not hold still for us. Life slips past. The lines break off. And yet, somehow, the essence remains.
When you sketch this way, you are not the master of the moment—you are its guest. The pencil does not carve permanence; it pays attention. The act of drawing becomes an act of being present, of honoring what is already vanishing.
So here’s a challenge: grab a pencil and sketch someone near you in sixty seconds. Do not erase. Do not perfect. Let the lines falter. When you finish, ask yourself: What truth did the imperfection reveal?
Perhaps presence itself is the real art.
