He looks an utter tyrant, but then again, one can imagine the frown may be in connection to that wretched bow his fussy mum made him wear for the portrait...
the angry boy
Category: drawing
The Weather in New Orleans
That great mechanical pencil got lost last Thursday, when I'd got about halfway through this drawing– lost it on the walk home I guess. So I had to go buy a new one. A changing of the guard; turning point, perhaps.
this is what they look like in frames
These are selections from the cabinet card portrait drawings that I framed (cheaply, quickly!) to hang at Total Wine Bar in Brooklyn. They are for sale (even though I've yet to hang the tags with them), so please contact me if you're interested. You can see them in greater detail here. (The four 9"x12" drawings… Continue reading this is what they look like in frames
bywater in rain
this corner of Bywater
(Or Bacchanal on the rainy day) Here is a pencil drawing I did this evening of the wine store/bar in Bywater that Ben and I fell in love with. The place was at the ass-end of Chartres Street, in an Industrial/residential milieu that definitely grabbed our Brooklyn-based minds (Think Gowanus area). This patchwork-quilt of a… Continue reading this corner of Bywater
some sketches from the NOLA moleskine…
The woman at the piano bar in Lafitte's Blacksmith Shop in the quarter; and a quick sketch of handsome Ben at same locale. (click to see full) Some of the folks hanging out at the Circle Bar on Lee Circle, just north of the CBD. (ditto with the clicking)
Update: Freckles is finished.
The final piece- click on the image to see larger. What a lot of work this boy has cost me– so much penciling. Looks somewhat stoic and rather better than I'd expected, though, now he's finished. The process scans are useful and interesting (to me), as they are a reminder of at least some of… Continue reading Update: Freckles is finished.
The slow process of pencil-shading, mechanically
Mechanical pencil– mechanized shading therewith. It's a 0.5 lead, and much as I love working with it, I realize I'm attacking fine art with an architect or engineer's tool. What's one to do? One begins with, then becomes comfortable with, and finally attached to one's media. (It's a pencil I found in the Pratt library… Continue reading The slow process of pencil-shading, mechanically
Bluegrass at Banjo Jim’s
Saturday night, after a dinner of much Argentinian steak in the East Village, we wended our way to Avenue C and caught some live Bluegrass music at Banjo Jim's– a rather large and interchanging group of musicians for such a small space, and an enjoyable exercise in gesture drawing for me and my sketchbook. (A… Continue reading Bluegrass at Banjo Jim’s
A drawing in three stages
Here's one that's more more sartorially ornate than the previous portraits, and this woman had an intense stare as she sat for the camera.
e daggar art: THE MUSEUM 