Ah, back to profiles. There are rules to the “facing profiles” game.
I cannot name them because they change with every drawing, but it’s a mixture of two things have to be the same, then two things have to be opposite.
I was cutting silhouettes a spell at the National Constitution Center so I been thinking about profiles.
From the category archives:
A little somethin’ from the baby sketch book Thomer and Hil got me for Christmas.
I’ve gotten away from explaining myself with regard to the doodles in my books. Maybe it’s laziness, or maybe I dunno. These are examples of a simple game I play. It’s not worth explaining the rules, because you might discover that I play games with all my doodles.
Congrats to John and Ashley for getting it done. Even though I cut silhouettes for five hours, the wedding was still very fun. I didn’t cut a single child. All adults, mostly inebriated… beautiful wedding, beautiful people, and what smelled like good food.
The wedding was at the Horticulture Center over by my favorite place, the Zoo. I pedaled the trike there; the Little Babies guy felt “pathetic” because he drove his Haley trike to the event in a van. Honestly the ride was possibly my favorite part of the whole day. The fog made everything more beautiful, and getting stuck in the mud wasn’t even a downer.
A few silhouettes from “open studio” snuck in there, for example, the first two are my studio mates.
That “blob” was a request.. in hindsight I’d ‘a done it differently.
A special thank you was earned by Ashley, John, Leila, and that beautiful lady in the sparkly dress.
This kid was awesome, his parents made him smile and I couldn’t resist cutting what I saw.
Those folks up there are arbitrarily matched up.. for fun.
The constitution turned 225 years old on September 17. (And it took me a minute to post my cuttings) I love working at the Constitution Center.
More cuttings from the National Constitution Center.
I had many fewer reenactors than last year, but was plenty busy.
Thank you Constitution Center for the business and letting me cut paper inside.. away from 97 degrees and sweat drops on every silhouette.