These were from an extreme taxidermy event that a friend of mine was involved in: very dark venue, couldn't see what I had until after I got home. Most of it came out rubbish, but I liked these OK.
I sat too far back to get any good drawings of the taxidermy, which is a pity because a lot of it was very fun. Won't make that mistake next time.
The moleskine pages below were from a storytelling night another friend was involved in. Another completely dark venue, but single individuals in front of a mike actually make a pretty great sketching subject.
The theme of the evening was college majors and how they did - or didn't - influence life after school. This guy had a story that managed to be both raunchy and sweet, and included a quite impressive mathematical proof.
This woman was a penniless artist who exacted a brilliant revenge on thieving neighbors.
The original drawings all include quotes from the stories in the blank space on the left; I didn't feel quite right about blogging someone else's language, so I took them out.
I think there's going to be a lot more text in the sketchbooks in the new year. I've been looking again at Maira Kalman's Principles of Uncertainty and like very much the way she uses text and image to enrich one another. Picture book thinking, of course, but with a grownup twist.
Our hostess for the evening had a variety of tales to tell, including a tale about her mother's assertion that Santa Claus is Jewish.
This guy worked for Home Depot and made very smart use of the language of employee training to talk about his time there.
Finally, a couple of figures from an undated Chelsea Market session. Liked them well enough to want to include them.
Back in September, I spent a day drawing with Ann, Felix and Sebastian.
We found our way to Lincoln Center for New York Fashion Week, where we
drew on the plaza as people came and went from the tents. Eventually, we
wound up getting invited to the Harper's Bazaar Accessories party,
where, since we didn't really know anybody, we just kept drawing.
My friend Karen visited and we decided to make us some pictures. Sometimes I am a Lazy Sketcher: instead of a museum or remote rural pastorality, or an outside, city-in-overheated-summer location, we decided to do it in a place where air conditioning, fresh-baked scones and first-rate coffee would be in ready supply. This is why so many of my sketches get made at Chelsea Market. It's all of the above. Plus, convenient tables!
I forgot my watercolors, so I drew with the walnut ink I usually use for monsters. I think the people wound up a mite monster-y as a result.
Or maybe this is just the way I'm seeing people at the moment.