Ran into my friend Jarvo yesterday. Jarvo has an ironic beard. It’s ironic not because he’s a hipster who rides a fixie and drinks chai latte. It’s ironic specifically because he’s not.
Jarvo is pretty much the real deal: A camping, fishing, hiking one-man war on screen time, a champion of outdoor play, tree climbing, pocket knives and tent pegs.
His only fault is that when he goes on the water, he prefers to go forward kayak-style instead of backwards, despite being an accomplished rower in his own right (having once rowed lightweight. Hard to believe now… sorry Jarvo but it’s true.)
So I had to have a crack at drawing my first beard.
I don’t think I quite nailed it but was good fun. Drawn with a parker pen on a manila folder (it was all I had handy at the time).