Views on the city with shifts in angles and in scale

The kids love to karaoke

On a Friday night in Red Hook, a delightful reunion of friends over a swell dinner and lots of singing. (I don't sing at karaoke, but I sure love listening and drawing.)

Saturday Sausage Party: a sketch in three phases

Here's a sketch I did on the weekend; the view from a corner table. There was no place to sit at the bar, and the whole length of it was occupied by men. hence the snarky little title in the upper left. This is perhaps a 15-20 minute sketch done directly in ink. Last evening… Continue reading Saturday Sausage Party: a sketch in three phases

Drawing people and feeding sea birds

Another half day spent at the beach, and two more people added to the sketchbook. I also made a silly little movie of sea birds —fluttering, fighting, and diving as they do— posted on Instagram. The drawings before adding the sky and joined them into one scene:

One week: 100 people [days 6-7]

Well, I'm sorry to report that I lost steam in this challenge! Saturday was a scorcher, and I did these few drawings while waiting for the ferry and at the beach, but not enough. And Sunday, well, Sunday I was exhausted and the thought of 36 more drawings was too much. I will continue drawing… Continue reading One week: 100 people [days 6-7]

These are people observed at bars over several weeks

More from the sketchbook with the paper I'm not keen to work on. The book is finished (enough). Here are the last few that were decent enough to post (even if marginally). Some work with a brush pen here, but those things require a light touch, so I need to work on that.

People in the backyard on Sunday

As I mentioned in yesterday's post, I went to the Ice House in Red Hook after stopping in at Bait & Tackle. There are always lots of people to observe and sketch on a fine day in the backyard there. Although I think this structural meditation on the wall is my favorite of these three.… Continue reading People in the backyard on Sunday

Scenes from the people’s beach at Jacob Riis Park

How swimming in the ocean leaves a pretzel taste on the lips

The feeling when You’ve got back from the beach— shook out the sand donned fresh togs. Open the window, or maybe the air conditioner. Nothing left. All’s as it was before the beach Save that pretzel taste on your lips and a fine tiredness— that welcome, long lost fatigue peculiar to beach days.

Some sketches: warm, bright, like summer

Friday evening I rode my bike to Red Hook to surprise a friend at work and have dinner at Hope & Anchor (delicious). A street fair was underway. It was a good excursion. I needed to get outside, having not felt very well all day, and stuck indoors during lovely weather. I rode back by… Continue reading Some sketches: warm, bright, like summer