i Drawed This On My iPhone #1

There's a nifty little program called Sketchbook Mobile Express that was recently released for the iPhone platform. As the perceptive reader may have guessed, this is a scaled down version of the popular Sketchbook application from the whiz kids over at Autodesk. As a personal fan of the product, I was excited to give Sketchbook Mobile X a whirl. I only had one minor hesitation--

--drawing on the iPhone sucks.

The reason that drawing on an iPhone sucks so many kinds of cheese is pretty simple really, thanks to the unique sensory technology the iPhone touch screen employs. Because of the special capacitive materials at work underneath the glass, input is not registered from a stylus, a glove or a carving knife but rather that of the human hand, or more specifically, a fingertip.
In other words, the only way (with a few minor exceptions) you're going to be doing any drawing on the iPhone is by finger painting. Like in Kindergarten, only far more frustrating because your canvas is smaller and you don't have all those wonderful colors on your hands and face when you're finished (the most important part of finger painting).

So would Sketchbook Mobile X be worth my time? Would I come to embrace this micro art tool as a crucial component of my on-the-go creative endeavors or would I hurl my iPhone at the wall, dashing it to pieces in a fit of desperate rage befitting the emotional imbalance of the great artists that had come before me? There was only one way to find out: test the product by drawing pictures. With my finger. Behold an early attempt:



I call this one Sanitarium de la Crofforde, a strenuous examination of the human psyche in times of famine and war. It's a difficult piece, wrought with emotion and tears, but mostly it's got some blue and pink in it to make it pretty.

As I continue to experiment with drawing on the iPhone with my finger I will post my findings here. You may desire to unleash the critic within to eviscerate these tiny masterpieces, but I reserve the right to think your opinions are full of detritus and poo. Of course, I'd much rather you'd share your own iPhone art with me, mainly so that I might attempt to obfuscate you with my nonsensical readings of your work.