Duck... Duck... Goose?

Yep, I've been floggin' & bloggin' this here now Preston Blair book since May and I've already worked my way up to page seven! (That's only because I've skipped page six, but I intend to backtrack.)

Here are my first two attempts at drawing that duck... or is it a goose? Well anyway, take a gander at it! We'd best get quacking, eh? Whoops, 'scuze me...

OK, I'm back. I had to go slap myself. Hard.

I thought I did pretty good on the first try. I mean, it's nice and cartoon-y and I did better with the clothes than I thought I would. Then I flipped it against the drawing in the book and saw I was 'way off. On my second attempt I got closer to the example's proportions, but there's still work to be done.

Here are some quick sketches from this morning's breakfast table. No big whoop, but there you go. I'm trying to be methodical and at the same time intuitive. Much in the same way that Certs is a breath mint while also being a candy mint.

Uh, oh... gotta go slap myself some more. Harder.