Some sketches from last weekend. For some reason last week I kept using the number 4 instead of 5 on the dates of things, despite it being May. Below is a pencil drawing I did in a backyard (the words are from an earlier day, unrelated to the sketch). I’d like to bring a pencil more… Continue reading Indoors, outdoors, and the wrong number
Some friends and I took a trip into the Big Town on Monday to check out a couple exhibits at the Met. One was the Rei Kawakubo / Comme des Garçons exhibit of works spanning some decades. The gallery space was designed specially for this, a collaboration between the artist and the Met, and the… Continue reading The Comme des Garçons show at the Met
Here is a glimpse at number three in the ongoing series of illustrations for a book. Finger waves on a flapper.
Here are some sneak peaks of the first two illustrations for the book I'm working on. These top to are photos showing much of the finished illustrations, and below are details of the scanned images. I need to gain momentum; I'd like to complete 3-4 illustrations per week to keep this moving. Gotta stay motivated!… Continue reading Remember that project I mentioned? Inking fine lines
Here's a sketch from Friday evening. I'd only just started when its subjects vacated the backyard, so I had to improvise. I re-cast them indoors, among the lamps, after the fact. Had an afternoon meeting followed by a stroll through lower Manhattan on Friday. I walked from Madison Square Park to City Hall, with some decent photographic moments while across… Continue reading An afternoon in the Big Town followed by miles of walking
I've begun a new project that I'll be posting about here periodically (if not frequently). I'll not reveal the details just yet, only a slice of the first drawing. I spent last weekend researching in preparation after an idea from last year resurfaced. I love it when an idea that's collected some dust raises its head… Continue reading Do you have a new project for Spring?
I painted these after I got home, as I'd not brought the watercolors with me. I rather like these more ambitious studies, incorporating the whole scene. It requires me to pay more attention. As I work directly in ink (no erasing), it requires me to slow down and really observe. Be aware. It's a funny thing,… Continue reading Lamps and locals down at the local
“I don’t see what you mean,” said Henrietta, distracted— in fact in a quite new kind of pain. She saw only too well that this inquisition had no bearing on [her] at all, that Leopold was not even interested in hurting, and was only tweaking her petals off or her wings off with the intention… Continue reading The terror strange children feel
What was intended to be an excursion into Bushwick yesterday afternoon left us stranded in Williamsburg as the L train chose to go no farther than Lorimer. So we began with a beer at Union Pool, into which I've not stepped foot in many years, and whose backyard has greatly improved. We followed that with a visit to… Continue reading Scenes from the Bushwick Country Club
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