My "finished" self-portrait sketch is not going to see the light of day. Nor the inside of the woodstove, but it is staying hidden. When the worlds of limited ability and limited pulchritude and cranky-dark conte pencil collide, it ain't a pretty picture!
So here's the substitute portrait sketch of the day--an actor who was photographed by a professional to accompany a Vogue article, done with my friend and magic feather, the Lyra-Rembrandt pencil.
I haven't been able to get the white Lyra pencil to work on this tan toned sketch paper, (paper too smooth?) but I like the way the white Carb-Othello goes down. Perhaps a bit too much, sometimes, when I heavy-hand it.
Note: It's so much easier to be pleased with a sketch of a person you don't know.