The bars are the wrought iron fence that surround Mom's house. My life is not my own. I was the chain gang all day, fighting bouganvillas and weeds. I was resting inside the garage when I sketched this. Oooo, my truck actually came out well and so did the car, although the perspective between the two is wonky and makes the car look like it's parked sideways. (graphite in my new 2013 sketchbook)
I've been trying to think where the time is flying to. Yea, I caught the crud that's going around. I have a remnent cough left. The iPAD is taking up my time, still hunting for apps. I ran out and got a $15 iTunes card because I still don't trust the internet with my credit card. Then I remembered my credit card points can pay for a gift card. Cool beans, it's arrived!
It's been too cold down at my computer to work/surf into the night so I've been cuddled up in my bed with the iPAD. Not alot to sketch up in my room, but I had an idea I've been developing in my head based on crash test dummies, LOL! Okay, I still don't get how illustrators manage the same proportions over and over again. I can make an image I like but I can't repeat it.