This drawing is now officially dead and buried. I consider cremating it. Never easy to see a drawing go so drastically under.
Luckily for me, I had brains enough to scan the drawing BEFORE I began experimenting with backgrounds and whatnots. UNluckily, the scan is not the best in the world, and pretty small. But whatever, it’s just a sketch anyway. That’s my mantra for right now.
I was in a bit of a writer mode right, now, so I present to you the explanation in the short version and the long version.
Soccer, photo from the Norwegian national team practicing, from left to right, Kristofer Hæstad and Christian Grindheim.
I suppose this one needs some explaining. It is an unfortunate fact that I have the tendency to like the wrong things at the wrong time. It was in Christmas time I suddenly found myself drawing something football-ish. (And then we’re talking European, soccer.) It went bad, and that drawing is long tucked away, but now I have this urge to draw anything, as long as it’s fairly small and uncomplicated. I have totally lost it, the drawing IT, the IT that made drawing fairly easy before. So much for art studies. Now I’m a worse drawer than ever. (well, at least for some years back) And every drawing is a big challenge.
I could have said that it was all coincidence as to why I drew this, but I choose to face my demons and admit the undeniable truth. I like football; I can’t wait till the season starts again. And some players stand out more than others. Last year one of the “newcomers” that really made himself stand out was Kristofer Hæstad aka Doffen. He’s quite a character, both on and off the field. Though he’s of course on the wrong team… He and Grindheim, who’s also quite a talent, have the tendency to stick together on these national practices.
SO. I found this photo, thought it was rather cute, so I drew it. Should have been a simple story. Well, somewhere along the way I came up with the particularly good hunch that it would look much better with a dark background. Undeniable because of the white shirts and the nice pencil-lines around them. Let me just say I was mistaken. Blinded by the exceptional sorrow of possible losing a drawing, I, in desperate panic came up with the bright idea of removing the background again with a rubber. That of course made it ten times worse, and I finally gave up on it and cut the life line.
By then I had scanned it along the way, but it’s not all done at this point. I did put some grass in there afterward, and some shadows. Did some more work in their faces too.
If you read all the way through that, you rightfully earned my respect (and sympathies).
Pencils, 2H-H-4B, Size aprox. 20 x 20 cm, finished 20. Jaunary 2006