Everything about Woodstock looks a bit exaggerated, houses, streets, people, atmosphere. Every time you see something new, something you didn’t notice last time. I used Sepia ink and few Kuretake pens, and this time I used piston water brush, which feels like a real brush, with animal hair. Just have to add a bit of water by twisting barrel instead of squeezing. And if I put brush down water is seeping away.
Local road. I used Sepia ink and blue Kuretake pen. Looking for inkwell, something heavy bottomed, so it won’t overturn while taken on a trip. 
I used Sepia ink and touch of Noodler’s Zhivago ink in Noodler’s ball pen.
Brooms. Sometimes plain objects stop you on the way to tell their story, how it happened here, I felt that dry leaves flew in to remind me that autumn is real and nothing is forever.
I used ink and Kuretake pens on old paper.
Welcome. I used ink and Kuretake pens.
Fig and berry cake. I can call it “A Night’s drinking with friends”, because that what we did, but wine we had was so amazing that I didn’t get a chance to include it in my drawing it was gone too quick, wine from Chile. My friend already got two more bottles, so I will get a chance to draw it, I hope. Color is almost as deep as a cognac. Ink and Kuretake on aged paper.
Wood stove in old house. Sketch in Sepia ink while waiting. Appreciating this old beauty, remembering happy years we spent here. First page in new Moley.
Wurtsboro. Driving Upstate, meeting beautiful landscapes like meeting people, always a joy and surprise. Some roads don’t have a shoulder, where I can park, what a pity. On Road 32 huge wet rocks with dripping water, every time passing by I stare at it helplessly with hungry love, barely enough space for cars and then sharp cliff.
This is a painting study reproducing the lovely work from a...
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