Waiting for the R back to BK at Canal street. The train is sitting as I enter the station. I get on and sit for a while sketching this woman as the bad smell from the station wafts into the car. Just as the doors are about to close I realize that this actually a W and serves me no purpose and hop off just in time.
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Man w/Reddish Brown Hair and Beard on the 2 train. I drew him a bit diabolical, but I think he was catching a bad rap.
Transit Worker Late night on the A (3-20, well actually 21, -10)
A mass of bright orange and yellow over black hoodie.
Brighton. I was tempted to use a fountain pen on the top for sharper details, but didn’t. My old Shin-Gansai watercolor set, so dry that I had to revive it with harsh bristle brush.
Cozy Grey Jackets and Pink Turtlenecks on the 3 (Monday, 2-4-10)
Woman on left looked like she had sunk into her jackets as if it was a larg sensory depravation tank and only her head was bobbing above it. Woman to her right kept a harder posture as we rode. To her left the scene tapered off into fur collars and puffy black jackets.
Woman in White on the R from Canal To Union St. (Monday, 2-1-10)
Her stark white coat and pale skin popping ot against the sea of black puffy jackets and dark wood paneling on the slow moving R train.
February 9, 2010 on the 7th Ave IRT – Sleeping with a slight twinge of strain/pain in the evening Brooklyn bound.
Instead of going home right away I sketched from the car on Ave R in Brooklyn. It was really fun, and day seemed a bit longer.
As I always say, try to find positive outcome in any situation or circumstance, I was trying to use ticket as a subject for sketching, you can see my teethmarks on the bottom of the paper, so it was not that easy. Corner of Bedford Ave. Ball pen Pieni in pocket Moleskine.