Bryan, Lauren and Zartosht

I'm really looking forward to tomorrow night's opening of "A night on Smith street"
and I'm happy to be showing my work along with these 3 very talented artists, Bryan Cox, Lauren Gardner and Zartosht Soltani. If you're in the Gowanus area tomorrow evening, stop on by the Crooked Tail Cafe to check out some nice bar sketches and polaroid photos.
cheers!
Phil



In 1999 Zartosht Soltani graduated from the Fine Arts program at Azad University of Arts in Tehran.
One year later he moved to New York, where he is now working as a freelance art director and designer creating cartoons, commercials and broadcast design. He has exhibited paintings in Tehran,
And will be a part of the upcoming Too Art for TV show in September.


Bryan Cox works as a freelance animation artist and designer in New York City. Over the course of the past year, Bryan has re-ignited an old compulsion to sketch on location. This is due, in no small part, to falling in with the other kindred spirits represented at this exhibition.
A large selection of the artist’s other sketches can be viewed on Facebook. His animation work can be seen at www.bryancoxanimation.com.



Day slave to a technology career, Lauren Gardner rebels in analog photography. Embracing the imperfect nature of
Celluloid and chemicals, her photos focus on emotions and moments. She is currently working on a NYC Polaroid emulsion lift project and friend-wide facebook profile picture domination.
Her work can be found at http://flickr.com/photos/poohlaga/

Great Lakes Napkin

A quick sketch of Megan from Great Lakes on 5th ave. Out with Zartosht last night, I realized that these days of drinking and drawing at Brooklyn bars may be nearing an end. It's like an invisible force, nudging you in a certain direction, the same one that brought me here, I feel, Is now whisking me away to a new adventure.
Some people take photos to remember certain events, others write in their journals. My memories are sketched on various forms of paper products. I can remember where I was and who I was with for most sketches I've done, sometimes I can even hear the music that was playing at the time. The brain is more powerful than I think we can imagine.

Bell House

This is a quick sketch from a couple of months ago of Naomi from the Bell House.
back to work!

A night on Smith Street, Bartenders on Napkins

So It's official, Z and I will be displaying some of our latest bartender drawings, on napkins, of course.
We wanted to celebrate the good times we've had over the last couple of years bar hopping and bar sketching.
We'll kick it off in a couple of weeks at the Crooked Tail Cafe in beautiful Gowanus, Brooklyn.
I'll be supplying some wine but feel free to bring whatever you like, we'll hit the canal bar afterwards.

the details:

Who: Bar Napkin artists Zartosht Soltani and Phil Lockerby
What: Bartenders on napkins from Sample, Zombie Hut, Boat, The Bell House, Canal Bar, Great Lakes,the Gate and many more.
Where: Crooked Tail Cafe, 272 3rd ave, corner president street in Brooklyn. R train to Union or F/G to smith and Carroll
When: Friday, Aug. 14th 2009 from 7-10
Why: why not? don't you like to party?

Drawings from the Gate

These two people seemed to like their drawings. Apparently I "nailed the breasts" in the one, and the other I would say bears a resemblance to the bartender at the Gate on 5th ave.

Sunday's Napkins

On Sunday, Josh, Greg and I were out at the Brooklyn Yard, next to the Carrol st. bridge. After that we headed up the street to the Gowanus Yacht Club, were I sketched these. I gave some drawings away as usual, and kept some for myself, after all, I'm not really that nice.

Prospect Park Drum Circle

On Sunday morning I decided to drag myself out of Futon and into the park. It had been a few weeks since I headed out with nothing but a sketchbook in hand and a positive attitude. After a couple of years running past the African drum circle in Prospect Park, I had finally arrived there to sketch. I filled my belly with a fish sandwich and sat down in a prime spot facing the circle. The beats of the drums kept me going, I must have drawn for at least 2 hours non stop. These are a few sketches, and with a free drumming track off of the net, it's as if you were there, well, without the fish sandwich, but I just saved you 5 dollars.

Life Drawing at the BAG

As running laps in Prospect park is to the marathon runner, drawing from the nude model is to most artists, especially ones who work in the animation industry. Not all however. I have met a couple of extremely talented people who work in L.A. as supervising animators on blockbuster movies who can't life draw, or rather, just won't. They don't need to, they're just that good. For me, life drawing is more than just learning how to capture a mood or tell a story in as few lines as possible. For 3 hours I'm surrounded by people who are all there to draw, the energy in the room is a very positive one and most importantly no one can bother me with text messengers or phone calls. Sometimes I feel that I should draw from the model all day, every day.
Monday nights from 7-10 at the Brooklyn Artists Gym is where you'll find me, although, I'll be busy drawing.

Napkin Show Promo

I still need to confirm the date but I'll post it up as soon as I know for certain.

Save the napkins!

So there's a good chance that Zartosht and I will be displaying some napkin drawings either late in July or early August at the Crooked Tail Cafe on 3rd Ave. I'll post up the details once they become finalized. The show is tentatively called "A night out on Smith Street"
These I found while emptying my pockets before I threw my jeans in the washing machine- not too sure about the two top ones but the bottom one was a sketch from Union Hall- a hipster girl playing Bocce.

Post its from this weekend

As the sunlight bleeds into darkness, and the sunrise announces a new morning, it is hard to tell what day it is, especially over a holiday long weekend.

I took up residence unexpectedly on Friday morning at the Diner on 4th ave and was in a sketchy sort of mood. Sitting near the window is one of my favorite places to draw people as they wait for the light to change. Some don't wait and end up risking their lives J-walking. tsk. tsk.


This sketch of my friend Josh was from the Zombie Hut on Smith street. Yes, the drink was blue. I had one as well. Very tasty.

This may have been another night, not too sure, but Zartosht, Josh, Shirin and I were at the Whiskey Bar. I used a slight wash of Jim Beam White for this one, at 6 dollars for 2 ounces, I should have stuck with the 4 dollar Crown Royal.

comic panel

So I thought I'd share my very first comic panel. I have 6 more to do, hopefully by next monday I'll post them up to www.talesfromtherooftop.blogspot.com.
any critiques are more than welcome in terms of inking/layout, ect... the story is a short one ,a back story introducing one of the characters.
tequila?

Cowboy in Brooklyn

Fat people and cowboys. Two things when I see, my heart skips a beat and I must reach for the nearest pen and sketchbook/napkin/post-it note and draw them. In fact, I'm going to dedicate the rest of this month to doing just so. Man alive, what If I come across a FAT COWBOY???, oh man.........

Long tan, Iran

While I sat eating my pad thai at Long Tan, I listened to the conversation taking place next to me. One girl exclaimed " I never thought I'd ever meet an Iraaaanian", as she recounted her experience from the week before in her southern twang. This was followed by a few jokes about running- get it? I ran? ha. Then the conversation finally returned to one couple's television odyssey. I had no idea Lost was over. When did it even begin? Zartosht and Ali were on their way to drink with me. This girl was possibly going to meet Iranians numbers 2 and 3, all in one week. Wow. I didn't bother introducing them however. We left, for another bar on 5th ave where we chatted over a few pints and sketched, on the eve of a bloody revolution.
My thoughts go out to those fighting for their freedom.

Canal Bar Napkins

Just a couple more napkins from late last night. I walked over to Canal bar after a long afternoon nap, and didn't really know anyone aside from Melissa, who was tending the bar. It was fairly crowded which was nice, lots of people to draw inspiration from. I must have sketched on about 20 napkins and the same the night before.