Old auto on the street of New York in ink and Kuretake.
Guilty pleasure. One of our Saturday’s breakfasts, iced coffee and bagels, brought up in almost pajamas from favorite local place, early morning and almost Mediterranean light. Light, playing huge part in orchestrating the whole morning adventure of eating outside, above the ocean. Ink and Kuretake.
Dealing with Maggie’s breakfast from Krooked Cafe on the Mountain is not easy, too delicious, too beautiful, too amazing on a rainy grey day. Aftermath.
Sunny Breakfast in ink and Kuretake and couple of random pens. Can’t find all my art supplies yet and couldn’t fit drawing into the scanner even in 2 portions.
7 min sketch @ Coney Island while waiting to pick up someone. Normally people unhappy to wait for someone longer, I am always praying I’ll have more minutes to wait, so I can exercise my pencil, which is probably, handicap by now, from being unused for so long.