Pens from JetPens. I like their stuff.
Nothing special about this street in Brooklyn, but it caught my eye. When you start wondering, you won’t notice how you start speaking in familiar language all the time, how everything translated into visual images. I used ink in Moleskine, red and yellow Pitt brushes for touch of color.
Tangerines for my daughter. I liked it on black plate. I used ink and wanted more color, so used few Inktense pencils pretty unusual way In Moleskine A4. Could not resist adding few words in Japanese. Sort of cryptic way of expressing my mood.
Mike. Is not he a good looking? I promised him a drawing. Now he is off to Saint Martin, turquoise water and white sand, so I will give it to him after he’ll be back, and I will add some lettering here.
I keep inking Brooklyn in Moleskine. It seems the right media for it. I wrote in Japanese “Big Red” with a little double meaning, hope it recognizable, because it seems Japanese letters looks like mini drawings, it shows what it means. On the top just the song I listen on Pandora radio and wanted to look up. And a list to do. I like to use Moleskine as my scrap book, so it gives me all it can.
My friend. We know each other for more than quarter of a century, share great memories, had so much fun with our exquisite circle of friends in Moscow, how many wonderful books came to me from his hands, how much delicious homemade liqueur was consumed on our intellectual parties (Lena and Mark were in science field). I used another vintage advertising pencil and ink in furry album, I got long time ago in Home Goods, it said Kim Robertson inside on the back cover in silver letters on the fabric sticker. Kim Robertson is London based designer.
Pogacsa is sort of Hungarian biscuits. I met Erno at work few years ago. Erno and Klara gave it to me as “feel better” gift on one cold and windy night. Taste is mind blowing. I think Klara adds caraway seeds and cheese to it. I love it. I drew it with another vintage advertising pencil and inked in Moleskine.
Mail man, who often brings me pencils from all over the globe. My yard. Drawn with 80-year-old pencil and inked.
Cute houses. It is not typical design for Brooklyn, I thought its looked a little German or like in Riga, Latvia. I used couple of inks and could not resist to add my beloved red touch, even in reality umbrella was black, washed out by rain to almost white. Alex was patiently posing.