The Sketchbook Series: Snapshots of a Single Father Pt 2
Previously in the series…
⇦ The Sketchbook Project Series: Snapshots of a Single Father Pt 1
Practice makes Perfect
Despite being unhappy with the way the first page turned out, I had gained some practice and a little confidence in the way to do things and was becoming and oiled illustrating machine.
I had my flow.
I wait for the little one to fall asleep..
I made myself a tea
Sketched out the outline in pencil.
Grabbed another tea
Re-outlined the sketch and added detail with fine liner.
Another tea?.. sure why not
Rubbed out the remaining pencil.
Fancy a tea?... Of course
Colored in the illustration in with watercolor
Finished!.. Let’s celebrate with a tea then type up the accompanying text on the Olivetti.
Being locked up alone with a four year old for almost two months is enough to drive anyone crazy. Add a lack of sleep, general anxiety and paranoia about the corona virus and everything became a tax on my mind, even my name, well my name in regards to my son, “Daddy”
I remember as a baby when he first began to make coherent noises, I yearned for the day that he called me Daddy. I encouraged it daily. I must have said it a thousand times.
“Come to Daddy!”… “Daddy’s here”… “Watch Daddy do it!”
Now it has come back with a VENGEANCE
“DADDY.. DADDY.. DADDYYYYYY”
Sometimes he shouts it when I am standing right next to him, in the middle of a conversation, with HIM. I just give him that confused look of, I’m standing right next you, you don’t need to shout my name.
It can be quite overwhelming…
But then I think of the future, when I’m trembling old, banished to some old people’s home, barely able to see or hear. I will shout out his name.. again and again and have my vengeance.
..and such is the circle of life
https://www.cinnamon.video/watch?v=323031144603846645
⇦ The Little Yellow Envelope – Introduction
⇦ The Sketchbook Project Series: Snapshots of a Single Father Pt 1