I have interesting ability to see things, I saw before in a new light, every time is a first time. I forget how it looked before. This why I am never bored. (May be everybody is like me?) So this how I saw the place, where we usually go for cat food, this time, with dramatic shadows and bits of red. Watercolor (Japanese) and ink in Arches book.
Sketch with Palomino NB pencil on Brighton 4.
Shore Parkway in Brooklyn. Sepia ink in pocket WC Moleskine.
Hot muggy morning , hit the prospect ave r station after dropping car off again at the mechanic. The humidity did wonders for some people on the platforms style.
Sketch on 84 street, while waiting. We had amazing bubble tea with fresh fruits, took our dogs for cleaning and pulling teeth, had aqua massage, got some presents and cute perfume, eat falafel and wraps in “Sahara” and best Russian salad, made by turkish cook and watch “Ermolovi”-stupid soap opera.
My solid subject for the rest of that ride fading between levels of consciousness, wood paneling makes for evening sleepiness. R train to Union Street, 6-10-10.
Quick sketch at the corner of 19 Ave in Brooklyn while waiting for my daughter. Ink and water in Moleskine plain.
Man with Turban on the F with a Little Kramer Sneaking In (Wednesday, 6-9-10)
Dead end. Fifteen minutes in the car, waiting and watching black cat hunting a bird, drawing spastically with Lamy Safari.
This is a painting study reproducing the lovely work from a...
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