I remember when I was younger there was a sort of general consensus around the idea that New Yorkers* were among the most self-obsessed, narcissistic assholes on the planet, especially artist and academic types†. And, I don’t know, maybe that was true. Things have changed though. Through the power of technology (smart phones, social media,… Continue reading

Sunday morning, looking through old sketchbooks

It's a fine Sunday, breezy and overcast; not bad qualities for a lazy morning at a window-side desk. A long time ago I used to use crow quill dip pens for drawing and lettering. Though it can be a chore keeping those nibs clean enough to flow nicely, their character cannot be matched by the… Continue reading Sunday morning, looking through old sketchbooks

Candles emitting a cadmium glow

These candles, clad in two layers of glass, reflect and shimmer beautifully in the dim interior and caught my eye. I didn't spend as much time truly observing them as I may have; rather did a sort of lazy caricature or symbolized portrait of them.My scanner has a really tough time with these new cadmium… Continue reading Candles emitting a cadmium glow

This is a drawing about a saxophone

This is a sketch from a couple weekends ago. My friends Sarah & Tara were performing at Freddy's Bar & Backroom, and the band that followed them was Elijah Shiffer And The Robber Crabs. The sax player had a sort of steam punk-looking alto sax— it had a machine-like patina not generally associated with such an… Continue reading This is a drawing about a saxophone

Materials don’t make the artist, but they can hinder the art

Some recent spreads from my sketchbook. It is not a Moleskine— I chose a knock-off for this trip, which was a little wider, and had white paper instead of the cream color of moleskines. Unfortunately, though the paper is nice and heavy, this paper lacks the clay coating or whatever it is that makes a… Continue reading Materials don’t make the artist, but they can hinder the art

Returned from a trip abroad

Apologies for the long gap in activity here. I did so well with a minimum of 1-2 posts per week for over two years, and recently dropped the ball! I was on a trip to my usuals over the past couple of weeks; Amsterdam, Berlin, and Paris— photos forthcoming as I go through my selects,… Continue reading Returned from a trip abroad

Most of her hair was piled up inside a wooly hat

Just a little drawing I did yesterday at Halyard's, where I stopped for a little while during my wander. On Friday we leave for our trip to Europe! It's been just over two years since my last visit, and I'm super excited. I still have some freelance work to do; drawings for the documentary— and… Continue reading Most of her hair was piled up inside a wooly hat

On messing about with the interplay of color, briefly

Here are a couple watercolor studies I did last night involving compositions of overlapping shapes. I haven't touched my half-pans in months, and it was nice to get out the brushes again. These are related -somewhat- to elements of a small design system I'm in the midst of at work for an upcoming event. In… Continue reading On messing about with the interplay of color, briefly

These are the last; there will be no more

On offer today: some marker and pen sketches of folks from the last Friday night at Hope & Anchor. Officially closed as of Sunday, and as I understand they had a sort of second line jazz funeral for the beloved diner and karaoke joint of Red Hook.. It's a place I'll sorely miss; another casualty… Continue reading These are the last; there will be no more

Jolly sketches of karaoke time at the diner

Spent some time in Red Hook over the weekend; went to say goodbye to that institution of a watering hole Bait & Tackle, followed by a visit into Sunny's (where yesterday's photos originated), and finally dinner and some time with friends who sing at Hope & Anchor, also soon to be no more. This is… Continue reading Jolly sketches of karaoke time at the diner