Something's Weird

I was working on this while riding the train this morning. It's a bit heavy handed for a train drawing but because the paper on this page is all messed up I had to draw darker lines just to see what I was doing. I don't know if it's the pencil (standard yellow No.2), the quality of the paper (standard cheap sketchbook) or the type of eraser (Tough Stuff Eraser Stick) but something was weird. Whatever it was, the page got all gummed up and no matter how hard I rubbed I couldn't get rid of my old scraggly pencil lines. Rats. So, I buffed the whole thing down with my sleeve, good call on wearing the black hoodie, then I pulled out some values with the eraser stick and deepened up the defining lines as best I could. If your thinking, man that is a lot of babbling about a little sketch done on the train ride to work, you might be right, but that's what's going on in my head. I'ts like the first battle of the day and I do get a bit depressed when I draw stuff whack stuff in my sketchbook and that's no way to start things off. So I did my best to work it out, seems like that what's life pretty much about most of the time, that's what we all do all the time. I don't usually talk up my process much, process is just how we get to where we want to be, it's also as far as I am concerned, the most important part. So if there is a place to go on about the minutia of what I do everyday as it pertains to something so integral to my life as drawing it would be here. At least I would hope so. The train rig below.