I drew these two on the train, such is my way.
The smartphone has brought the two head together. The gaze of their eyes coming together at the point of the image on the screen somewhere in front of them, forming a funny invisible triangle, with the phone being out in front of the surface of the drawing.
Or is that just how I’d like this drawing to be seen? Who needs 3D glasses?
This little girl on the train with her mum was intensely drawing in her sketchbook throughout the journey. So engrossed in what she was doing.
Somebody who obviously shares the same values as me.
At least one thing I could be sure of drawing this person – he couldn’t see that I was drawing him!
The nose seemed quite alert though…
This is what I need! Perhaps we all do.
A Personal Trainer.
Come on you fellow commuters, hop to it: first of all we will jog up and down the carriage, then do star jumps in the aisle (5 sets of 15), weight lifting our briefcases and rucksacks up to the luggage rack and down again 10 times, and then hold the plank position until the next station.
After that the new guys can do a session whilst you take a breather – a kind of relay. Up for it?
It’s a hot day, and it looks like she has succumbed to the inevitable. Sleep has overcome her.
The advert above this guy on the train advised us to “Top up our work/life balance.” I’m not quite sure what that means.
I accidently seemed to have cramped this man’s style. Squeezed him in until he fitted on the page. Mind you, that is how it is sometimes on the commute.
He was alright until I drew him.
The sun is out, so we all decided to stand around on the platform instead of boarding the train. It was late, very late, so no choice!
As there was a delay, we all look at our phones for something to do… or dig out the sketchbook in my case. I was drawn to this guy because of his great big shoulder bag which reminded me of my old school satchel all those years ago. Worn brown leather against the dark blue of his suit. Rather incongruous really, not that you can tell in a pencil drawing.
Hey up! The train is coming…
To me, it seems like I’ve cut and pasted this guy onto a previous drawing, but stuck him on at a funny angle. I didn’t – he really was leaning right over like that.
I liked the juxtaposition between his intensity, and the dreaminess of the person behind.
The epitome of concentration.
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