by Madeline, Giftseller
As I've been an avid reader all my life, and most happily employed at Brookline Booksmith for three(?) years now, I'm ashamed to admit that I hate writing. Expressing myself clearly, and in words others can read and understand, has always been almost borderline... embarrassing? for me. Every year that I grow older and delve into more things is another year I grow more convinced that I don't actually know anything.
So for my blog contribution I thought I would take the coward's exit instead and share something marginally less embarrassing to me: my process for completing my most recent colored pencil project, depicting a scene from the film Still Walking (directed by Hirokazu Kore-eda back in 2008).
A color test to start. I primarily use Prismacolors but I pull from a large hodge-podge collection of brands. I'm fond of Derwent Coloursofts because of how (incredibly) soft they are but can in no way afford a large set of them. For this piece I used just a sheet of classic 300 series Strathmore drawing paper.
Added Ryota's father and darkened Ryota's shirt and face to make up for the different levels of light hitting the two of them. Extended the garden and began the blue hue reflecting off the surface of the table.
Further extended the garden, and filled it in heavily with black and dark brown to create depth and show light. Finished filling in the stone wall and added the tiniest bit of sky peeking through, in between the two rolled up shades. Added the design to the uchiwa fan and further details to his father. Extended the light reflected off the table and added the various items on the table. Began coloring light shining through the glasses of beer, and added the very top of a head, obstructing the view of the large serving bowl.
Added the remaining glasses of beer and blended the absolute hell out of the table with a colorless blender. Added the two sliding shōji doors, with a bit of the garden showing through the farthest one out and adding a subtle lace curtain hanging over the additional heavier weight orange curtain in the door closest to the inside. Wrapped the whole thing up with a tiny bit of tatami mat in the bottom right corner.
Be well, stay healthy. I find myself walking around my apartment unconsciously touching the spines of my own books, a ritual I'm positive many of us have found ourselves inexplicably taking part in. A day will come when we can all go back to browsing the shelves. Here are a few of my favorite titles until then: