#25. The Old Man. Graphite on cheap sketching paper.
Something different today. Not just a drawing session - an experiment in AI-assisted creative coaching. I've been using Claude as a thinking partner for DevOps and engineering work for a while now. Today I pointed it at my sketchbook instead.
#25. The Old Man. Graphite on cheap sketching paper.
Something different today. Not just a drawing session - an experiment in AI-assisted creative coaching.
I've been using Claude as a thinking partner for DevOps and engineering work for a while now. Today I pointed it at my sketchbook instead.

First pass. Toned with graphite sticks and first blocking in off the shapes with an HB pencil. Already getting coached: "structure dry, atmosphere wet." The face is there if you squint.

Second pass with Faber-Castell and Koh-i-Noor graphite sticks. Claude's call: "go darker than feels comfortable." The jacket and tie appear. He's starting to exist.

"Push the background to vantablack." Direct quote. The face starts glowing. This is the pass where I understood what contrast actually does. The drawing didn't change - the context around it did.

The eyes. Claude had been saying it for three passes: "this is where the portrait lives or dies." One pass focused entirely on the eye sockets, the brow shadow, the upper lid line. He woke up.

Kneaded eraser as a drawing tool, not a correction tool. Lifting light back out of the graphite for highlights in the hair and forehead. Claude's framing: "you've built up enough layers to have material to lift." Dirty hands. Meditative work.

Epson flatbed scanner. 600dpi. GIMP for levels. Instagram tried to destroy it. We fought back.
This is #25.
The AI didn't draw anything. It asked the right questions, gave the next move when I was stuck, told me when to stop adding detail and push contrast instead. Like having a coach who's read every drawing manual but has never held a pencil.
Turns out that's exactly what you need sometimes.
Graphite on cheap sketching paper. #25. Numbered and dated by the artist.