Showing posts with label Men. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Men. Show all posts

Friday, November 18, 2011

SKETCHAVEMBER 2011 Day 17-ish: Another Batch of Toony Stew



Whoops.

Sorry for the Sketchavember schedule slip-up, guys. (To make a long story short; what was originally meant to be game night with friends turned into a night at the movie theatre watching the newest "Twilight" film. D-: Yeah. Alcohol did help, though.)

However, I did technically work on these sketches a good majority of the day yesterday.

To make up for my faux-pas, I'll do another drawing today and post it tonight as well.

Heh. I should do more of these toony people. ;-)

Wednesday, November 10, 2010

SKETCHAVEMBER Day 10: Little Tramp



For Day 10 of Sketchavember, I strolled down a different path from what I usually do.

I wanted to try not only drawing a guy but a rather powerful, sensual kind of guy as well. I've been known to dip my toes into the "sexy girl" sketches so I only figured it would make sense to see if I can translate that into my guys.

Hopefully I managed to straddle a line between smokin' sexy and tasteful.

I can see this guy as part of a boylesque troupe (yes, they really do exist! Google it!) under the stage name of "Little Tramp".

Sunday, September 5, 2010

Sketcha! Sketcha! Sketcha!

Oh look guys! I've got a bunch of sketches I'd like to share with you all! I promise my works will return to glorious color soon, 'kay? ;-)


I thought I'd practice a little more on drawing guys since my artwork's so obviously swayed towards the fairest sex.

I would also really appreciate some good critique because I want to be able to draw a variety of different male types down the line.

The top left guy is probably my favorite of the bunch. He seems like such a cuddly teddy bear...well, one with tattoos anyway. Just like a Care Bear! :-P

Top right guy became sort of a suave metrosexual dude with the snazzy suit and distinct lack of stubble.

Bottom left reminds me of all the dudes I wanted to punch in the face. Arrogant, cocky, swamped in dreadful cologne, popped Lacoste (or any other beyond overpriced clothing brand that magically grants you a high social status) polo collar, spends more time in front of the mirror than their girlfriends...you know the type.

Aww, bottom right needs a hug and a cheeseburger. I'm sure he'll find another nice girl who can geek out over Legend of Zelda with him in senior high school...or college.

Finally, I have a spur-of-the-moment sketch of the brilliant Bjork. Hope I got her likeness right. I hope to revisit her soon for a future drawing. We'll see. ;-D