Chair Man

Drawn last night, sitting cross legged on the rug in the living room. Lots to say but no energy this Friday late afternoon to say it. I'm quitting work early today, since I started twelve hours ago, am planning to work through the weekend, and have spent little quality time with my family. I suppose I should wait and post later when I am in more of a writing mood, but then I'll have that nagging feeling that I'm avoiding something that I need to do, which I'll fret about while I'm trying to spend time with Tina and Gabe, then I'll be grumpy and unpleasant and they'll wish I just stayed upstairs in the studio. So enough drivel: here's the latest chair drawing.

Update on Friday, February 3, 2012 at 7:13PM by Scott A. Stultz

While throw-together-clean-out-the-refrigerator sauce for pasta was cooking, I hung out with Gabe in his room while he picked up, folded, and put away all the clothes he'd thrown on his bedroom floor all week. They were piled so deep that the dog was even afraid to come in. So Gabe was not holding still at all while I sat in the chair in the corner, trying to include him in the drawing. Didn't know that I was drawing him. I'm starting to feel like I'm slowly overcoming my decades old aversion to portraiture. Maybe it could be fun if I got good at it.