Marcel Proust. One of my favorite writers, whose books I brought with me (not all 7 books, because in my time it was not possible to find them all, not translated), so some I got here, in English. I had one sentence of his, I copied from the book, hanging on the wall of my studio for years, thinking, it is so perfect for painting, it is painting in words, one day I will paint it. About morning in the mountains, red highlights on the horses backs and gold on the helmets, and fog, and hope, long sentence, like most of his. Unfortunately I don’t know French, to read it in original, to be able to understand and enjoy fully. Twenty something years later I still didn’t paint it.
I used ink for this drawing. And it has a faint shimmer in some spots, which scanner didn’t pick up.

Brooklyn, Pioneer street. Ink and Kuretake pens.

“Story Farm” in Catskills, Upstate, in ink and Kuretake on vintage paper. My favorite place for fresh produce.

Eggs Benedict from Krooked Cafe in Tannersville. Ink and Kuretake. No one cooks like Maggie.

Towel. Drawing in ink in Stillman and Birn hardbound Delta sketchbook.

Sketching tree on Staten Island. Ink and Shin-Gansai watercolor.

Quick scribble in Moleskine on the run.

Drew this sketch before breakfast in Stillman and Birn little Delta sketchbook, 6″x8″, using pencil and wash. Drew this water soluble pencil over the sketch. Start drawing cat but he relocate soon to my knee, to observe the room from the other side.

Experiment with silhouette against the light. Not easy to create that effect with wet ink, but I am glad I tried. Used couple of inks on old paper. Used Italian language here.

I wrote “memories” in Japanese. It has sort of nostalgic feel to it, how I see it in my mind, in sepia, through the shadow of eyelashes, a bit fading, but happy. In reality, when we tired and hungry, sometimes, getting of the train it is a sweet pleasure to pick up here something on the way home, sushi or soup and eat (with a lot of pickled ginger for me) and watch TV or just chat about today’s happenings or plans for tomorrow.
I used ink on old piece of watercolor paper. I used up all ink on it and now up to another trip to my big ink bottle, a happy event.