Indian sweets… we got from Indian restaurant Downtown Brooklyn to celebrate life and enjoy evening together. I used Sepia ink and Kuretake brush pens.
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Dress. Brooklyn, Sheepshead bay. It was striking and unexpected to see that vulnerable feminine dress on the winter street. I used ink and few Kuretake brush pens. Scanner didn’t pick up variety of blue.
Our local Chinese restaurant. Recorded one fun evening together after tiring day of planning and brainstorming. We went to 3 places to get different food for each of us (cranky us) and got dessert in Turkish store. I used sepia ink, 2 Kuretake brushes and 3 languages: English, Chinese and Russian.
Little table scene with hydrangea. It grows on the side of the house and despite severe negligence keeps blooming and gives us joy. I used sepia ink and Kuretake pens for color. More stirred my emotions more color goes into drawings. Paradox.
Albany. For some reason scanner refuse to read blue in the sky the way I did it, so instead of frustration I decide to feel thankful that it works at all. My ink got yellower and blue Kuretake pens agreed to drizzle over the drawing. Used ink and Kuretake over hot pressed Arches pad. Strange paper behavior, resist washes, pretend to be blotter paper. Still searching for ink friendly perfect watercolor paper.
While running around hopelessly and helplessly (January was never my favorite month of the year, even it is not freezing or worse), I manage to ink another portrait with mixed ink, one green Kuretake pen and Inna’s help. I already see so much what I could have done differently and I want to add and change, but I’d rather do another one, and may be ink will get browner and mood will change.
I was depressed for couple of days, but kept drawing from time to time, almost mechanically. More color crept in. Nice acquaintance brought us Stollen from german bakery Upstate, it was pretty and tasty. But this drawing would be a memory of my distraction, not a panegyric to delicious Stollen. I used ink and Kuretake pens.
Cup of coffee while waiting for the food in the Diner Upstate NY. Fat edged uncomfortable cups, weak coffee, but fun observing people, barely talking, just enjoying existence. Ink and Kuretake.
Portrait. I played with 2 inks and few Kuretake pens, used white pen a little bit, wrote “be happy” in shaky half dissolved letters (I love puddles), and now I deserve breakfast.