Illustration Friday: “Freeze”

Freeze by Eliza Stein for Illustration Friday

Freeze by Eliza Stein for Illustration Friday

I’m so glad I’m an adult now, that I have big strong arms to grasp whatever frozen treat I desire. Also, I can’t believe that I was once able to bite into frozen candy bars without regret.

Speaking of “frozen,” it was an Illustration Friday word long ago…

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Society Sketch Thursday: Belly Dancer

Belly Dancer Sketch by Eliza Stein Illustration

Every Thursday, I try my best to show up at Society of Illustrators for their Sketch Night. As I mentioned earlier, I prefer Thursdays because the models wear some sort of costume. Some are wilder than others, like last week’s copper and gold combination of belly dancer, Slave Leia, and Mayan princess:

Belly Dancer Drawing by Eliza Stein

More sketches after the jump:

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Spring Colors Portrait

Spring Colors Portrait

Spring Colors Portrait

The Society of Illustrators is my favorite place to do figure drawing because not only do they always have live music and a full bar, it’s the only place I’ve been to where the models wear some sort of costume. That means a lot to me because there’s only so many times I can ask my friends and family to pose, and they’re not models, so they twitch and fidget (sorry guys!) which disturbs the intricate, ephemeral folds of cloth, and then I have to erase everything and have an aspirin.

Photo reference books for artists fill in the gaps once in a while, but they’re too static, no substitute for a real person who knows how to sit perfectly still for up to twenty minutes. Always appreciate your models!

Portrait of an Artist’s Studio, Five Pointz

Portrait of an Artists Studio sketch by Eliza Stein

Portrait of an Artists Studio sketch by Eliza Stein

A few years ago, I visited The Five Pointz Building in Long Island City (the one with all the graffiti) for the first time. It was a dizzy overwhelming day because there are hundreds of studios in there AND an American Apparel textile factory downstairs, so I went home with loads of colorful fabric scraps that I crocheted into a rug… of sorts.

I drew this sketch when I insisted on sitting for a few minutes after climbing down from the roof (shouldn’t have taken the fire escape).