Posts Tagged ‘stippling’

SORT OF A DOODLE: Making Faces

January 23, 2015

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So, “why is it ‘sort of a doodle’?”, you might ask.

What? You didn’t ask? Well, I’m gonna tell ya anyway, Mister Fancy Pants!

It started as a meeting doodle. No, really. I know you’re shocked. But then it was just sitting there on my desk, minding its own business, when… BAM! I watercolored the daylights out of that sucker, thus elevating it from mere “doodle” to the lofty status of “sort of doodle” for all eternity. I’m sure it’s grateful; you can see it in his eyes.



April 15, 2014

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So I’m just sitting there, minding my own business, doodling away in a meeting, when THIS guy jumps out of my pen!

Mister Beardsley, hirsute hat-lover

October 15, 2013

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Pen and ink on moleskine sketchbook.

Stip Tease

April 5, 2013

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Having fun doing stipple work on a book cover commission. I love the way stippled images tighten up when reduced. But I’m a geek that way.

Happy Valentine’s Day!

February 14, 2013

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February 14, 2013

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1. With dulled senses or faculties. Synonym: dazed.

2. in a state of amazement or astonishment.

A Blast from the Past: Whatchahoozitz

April 6, 2008

Dug out my old portfolio the other day, and-lo and behold– there were some freakish doodles in there. Imagine that! Hey, I’m just as shocked as you.

Anyway, I may post a few more of the tastier brain nuggets in the near future. I think they will serve to show that I’ve been caught in this doodle whirlpool for quite sometime.

That, and the therapy just ain’t working…..

Tiny-Handed Giddiness

April 2, 2008

A good Sanford Uni-ball Onyx Fine-Point pen gave its life for this doodle. Let us all pause for a moment of silent reflection……

Why, that’s downright STIPPLICIOUS!

March 5, 2008

I was perusing the ‘net for facial expression reference pics, seeking inspiration for a work project I’m doing, when I came across the photo that inspired the above doodle. He ain’t pretty, but he’s definitely interesting, which is a heckuvalot better in my book.

And–since I found him interesting–I, of course, did what anyone would have done in that situation. I stippled the daylights out of him.

The Hirsute of Happiness

February 6, 2008

He could be experiencing cardiac arrest. He could be suffering from severe indigestion. He could be in the throes of a major panic attack.

Then again, he might just be trying to show what a manly man he is by grabbing big honkin’ handfuls of chest hair through his sweatshirt and yanking at ’em like there’s no tomorrow!

I couldn’t do that, though, and I know this from experience. All it took was one little through-the-shirt tug from my two-year-old daughter as she tried to scale “Daddy Mountain” to make my eyeballs shoot out of their sockets like bloodshot tether balls and leave me in a quivering, fetal-position heap for about five minutes.

What can I say….I’m a wimp.