Monday, November 30, 2009
Keeping a pad of post it notes in my back pocket is something I picked up from my good friend Sean. In Brooklyn he’s known as Canadian Sean, not to be confused with Sean McBride- American Sean. What’s great about post its or napkins is that you don’t feel the pressure to draw when you’re not in the mood, unlike always lugging around a bulky sketchbook crying for you to draw in it- like a spoiled fat kid, begging his mother for more ice cream.
No disrespect to the sketchbook though- I just cleaned up my closet and must have stacked a few dozen from the last 3 years. Looking around my apartment floor now I see piles of yellow rectangles, and a whole lot of them crumpled up as well, and I wonder where all of them will end up, if not in a shoebox on the corner of Carroll and 3rd avenue next to the trash bins.
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
Saturday, November 21, 2009
Friday, November 20, 2009
I'm going through the process of organizing the files on my computer- and I found these, 2 studies for a 'goth' girl for a small project for a really solid and entertaining documentary film called "No Manifesto" about the U.K. band The Manic Street Preachers.All the animation is nearly done and I can't wait to show it! The final design of the girl looks nothing like these first quick sketches, but I had to do these in order to get the final look down. I'll post up some more when it's all done- until then, be nice to one another- and share, for the love of god!!!!!!
Monday, November 16, 2009
Thursday, November 12, 2009
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
I just love watching these guys in prospect park playing Cricket. If I knew the rules I'd probably join in. One evening after indoor soccer a couple of years back at the Grand Saloon bar, my friend Andy once explained the game to me using sugar packets. 6 pints later, I don't think I really understood much more about the sport, but was intrigued by the fact that they break for tea.
As for the volleyballers, I really don't have much to say, other than, I hope they at least get dates or meet people. Why else subject your forearms to the repeated slapping of a ball?
Sunday, November 08, 2009
A compilation of some recent quick portraits done at the Brooklyn Brewery a few weeks back with Sean and Z. The past few weeks I've been assembling a new portfolio, throwing out the old and ushering in the new drawings that will best represent me at this moment in time- which leads me to think that in another few years I'll have long forgotten about these sketches. If I come across them in the future I'll probably cringe at the sight of them- but that's okay, it will have meant that I've improved.
Thursday, November 05, 2009
I think that the New York Yankees won tonight, however, I’m not sure. Maybe I’ll catch a glimpse of the front page as I walk past a newspaper stand tomorrow.
Earlier this evening I was at the Tea lounge-one of my favorite haunts. As the Jazz band blared away I sat with my back to them. Directly in front of me was a fellow whose gaze never left his computer screen. To his right a girl just as pre occupied- except she had a smile on her face.
To my right sat two pretty girls, chit chatting away quietly. Just beyond them sat a guy who seemed to be solving a cross word puzzle, or weighing the pros and cons of living with his girlfriend, or both.
A while after that a man stood with his coat draped over his arm, he must have been waiting for his date- what a gentleman!
I left shortly after they walked out arm in arm.
As I strolled down towards 5th avenue to grab some dinner, I could already hear the howls of the Yankees fans.
Wednesday, November 04, 2009
Here are a couple of more post it note sketches- I had completely forgotten about these, but I remember drawing them. Zee gave them to me the other night, after a 2 week absence of just the two of us having a few drinks and a few laughs.
He says he has some better ones , some napkins that we drew on at a bar called Pianos last month. Zee and Bryan are two of my biggest supporters I must say - brutally honest at times, they have pushed me to the next step in my long ascent up the artistic ladder, but wait...where does it lead?