Again I find my thoughtless doodling entering the realm of weird old men. I think this is the kinda guy that ends up moving into a camper on some backwoods area with only his double-barrel and hound dog for company.
I'm enrolled in a head drawing class this semester and it's interesting to go back to this style of drawing after so long; usually if I do figure studies it's just small thumbnails sketches in a notebook. Here is a second attempt at a head assignment last week. I've also included a more "Joe-ish" doodle of this guy--just for fun.
Here's some pitch boards that I did for a story I wrote about a man named Skipper Pickle who encounters some life-altering gelato at a small Italian Cafe.