Friday, December 31, 2010

Good bye, 2010...





































...we weren't really friends and I'm not going to pretend that we were.

Next!


New York City in winter



New Yorkers in winter operate under the assumption that the only thing warmer than wearing black is wearing more black.



On the subway, the thick coats fold up around people until you completely lose any sense of the bodies inside. All you get are these little wedges of face served up on layered platters of fabric.


Monster wrap-up






















December is usually a monster-rich month. This year was no exception.




End-of-year sketchbook dump





































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.

Friday, December 3, 2010

Chelsea Market



Wednesday was a serious weather day, so a plan to go draw lemurs at the zoo turned into a day of drawing a whole different set of primates in a whole different habitat.














































Well, OK, so... maybe not that different.