Another Train sketch, with texture, shimmer not showing here. Now uploading in different browser, hope will work. :-O
78 street in Brooklyn. NY. I decide to fool around with colored pencils on the top of my beloved ink in a pocket Moley. And The was unnecessary.
Favorite Childhood Toy, January 2010, Theme Challenge
Its me in my father’s old jacket, I loved to wear, with my favorite toy french rabbit, given to me by my father’s mistress at a time. I named him Tiopa. And amazing toy gun I loved to play with and kept under my pillow. I used 2 Conceal brushes for make up I got in CVS for ten bucks (mad cool) and watercolor Lukas in WC Moley.
Doodle at lunch. Ink and some acrylic in pocket moleskine. I have 3 Moleskines in my work book bag daily: planner, sketchbook, old planner for scribbling and old info. Don’t you think its a little too obsessive?
Hard to draw in such crowded space when people facing each other, so I had to fold myself into something not noticeable. Ink in Pocket Moley.
Supermarket. I simply could not resist the pleasure to rattle my drawing tools for a few minutes in the freezing car. Ink in Pocket WC Molly.
When I was 20, I rode horses, swam, rode a bike, skied, but I never ice skated. My best friend, who visited me for sketching on weekends, once told me, there should be nothing in this world you can’t do, she said, trust me. And after midnight, when yard was empty, we went to the ice skating rink. Since that it was our little secret, we skated at night for years. She died 22 years ago. And I never ice skated since then. And never will. Watercolor and ink in Pocket Moleskine.