200 BLOCK West Jones Street

Every time - it is so gratifying and surprising to stitch the drawing together and lean back and look at the block. To compare building widths, heights, rhythm of openings, height of the main level. I can surmise this block was built in the mid-1800s, with the building at the eastern end a later addition.

200 BLOCK West Jones Street_Raw Material

I've finished the FIRST block of the Jones Street. There's a long road (street) ahead...

I finished - mostly - last night, but left a few unknowns. I could not tell from the photos I shot where a door belonged on the bottom left house and what its roof was like. I also missed the garden wall between the two with a small grotto fountain. I checked it out at lunch on my bike between downpours. Endless rain is good drawing weather - I don't feel guilty for staying in. But - enough, already!

Notice the window swap on the street level double rowhouse. Drawing surgery.
The window blinds on the neighboring house are way too dark. Remind me to lighten them. I normally don't draw them, but there was little texture, otherwise. Perhaps I should have rendered some of the beautiful brick facade.

You know you've been drawing a lot when your neck is strained and your upper back is tight and your - um - rear is sore from the nice old hardwood chair that fits the drawing table. It's rough.

Blue Dichotomy

Too many ideas and not enough time, always. This weekend I indulged in several new sprouts. One is shooting toward drawing-maps of Savannah. These two drawings, one layer each just completed, compare the urban structure of Savannah and an Italian hilltown - Phase One.
Drawing one million tiny thin lines can be therapeutic.

Jones Street is just under the surface...

Long Hard Beginning

The past few weeks have been a great whirlwind. Lots of work, lack of sleep, travel. Jones Street is finally ink on paper.