Possessing neither grace nor musical talent myself, those who do have always been fascinating to me. The notion of producing beauty in real time is, to me, an alien concept. The closest I can come is trying to capture their art on my page, which I am frequently inspired to do.
Above is my first attempt at a dancer. The folds and textures of flowing cloth are hard enough to render but adding the subtle skin tones of a moving body makes it so much worse.
The above drawing was my attempt at using a looser style to capture some sense of movement.
The Violinist
This recent work really took me back to my early years of art lessons and laborious sketching drills, when the art teacher would stack up random objects then throw some striped cloth over it. We had to draw the chaotic amorphous patterns that we saw. At the time, having the attention span of a teenager, I found it all quite tedious. But such practice then pays off now. I was inspired by photos of a particular musician at a Medieval Faire that I happened upon online.