You learn a lot about a person from drawing them, I have found.
His eyes are wide-set, single-lid, light. Eyebrows parallel mostly, a bit more shading under the lower lids, there where he stays out at night. His face doesn't hold so many shadows but the light source is questionable. There are lines around his mouth when he smiles -- bone structure; I like the skin that stretches over it and the creases they fold into.
His neck is shaded darker, lines here and here and here. Here, rumples in his shirt; he is slouched forward slightly. Set his shoulders a fair width, not too far, wrinkles where his arms bend, where his sleeves are rolled, darker where his muscles hollow. Trace the pockets by the forearms, crumpled forward the way he is leaning, buttons dark against minimal lighting. The four lines on the lap of his pants.
We have barely spoken but I see him smiling with just his top row of teeth; details I cannot copy. For all my trying, he will never be whole here. Here, leather-bound and hollow-mouthed. Here, charcoal on a yellowing page.
His eyes are wide-set, single-lid, light. Eyebrows parallel mostly, a bit more shading under the lower lids, there where he stays out at night. His face doesn't hold so many shadows but the light source is questionable. There are lines around his mouth when he smiles -- bone structure; I like the skin that stretches over it and the creases they fold into.
His neck is shaded darker, lines here and here and here. Here, rumples in his shirt; he is slouched forward slightly. Set his shoulders a fair width, not too far, wrinkles where his arms bend, where his sleeves are rolled, darker where his muscles hollow. Trace the pockets by the forearms, crumpled forward the way he is leaning, buttons dark against minimal lighting. The four lines on the lap of his pants.
We have barely spoken but I see him smiling with just his top row of teeth; details I cannot copy. For all my trying, he will never be whole here. Here, leather-bound and hollow-mouthed. Here, charcoal on a yellowing page.
