My favorite Chinese. This small Chinese restaurant in Brooklyn operated by the family: mother, father and 2 sons. The best food. All ingredients feels natural and wholesome. On the counter standing fat laughing Budda with openings for coins on the pedestal. One of the sons riding on green electric bike with the motor, looks like tiny motoroller. Charming place.
latest updates: sepia
This is a werewolf I painted in response to a ‘nice’ stick werewolf that my little sister drew for me. Mine isn’t quite as friendly as hers though.
It was done in watercolor and I’m still trying to figure out this medium. Sometimes I catch myself painting as if it was with oils so I need to be more patient and take the time to learn how to get the most out of my watercolors as all of you do.
Scrolls study for upcoming project and 86 street, where you can get wonderful Georgian (from Black Sea)-food. Hachapuri is thin flat bread, stuffed with melted cheese.
Ink in pocket Molly.
This what happen when you sit in the office waiting and getting bored. You start talking to your own reflection. School-G pen, pocket Moleskine.
Sketch of Inna. I used ArtPen Rotring, filled ink converter with J.Herbin ink. May be I should try to color it in Photoshop?
The Magic Mountain, as I see it from my home, between a big oak’s branches. Not really an oak. I don’t know the name in english, in my dictionaty it apears as “oak”, but is not the one with cloud-like leafs. This one has little oval shaped leafs, and is an evergreen tree. In spanish is “encina”. Anybody knows its name in english, please. I feel very ignorant…
The mountain is truly magic. There are lots of legends about it. It is almost completely hollow, and they say there are lots of treasures in its caves, including the Holy Grail. Even the nazis were here searching for it!!!
Another legend is about a village. The people in the village went evil, for some reason, and god took it and put it upside down. Then, he sent his angels and they saw the resulting mountain to this curious shape (Montserrat is translated, literally, as “sawed mountain”) And now we can imagine the people in this village walking upside down under the mountain, for ever and ever…
Well, I’m afraid that now I must apollogize for all the language mistakes I am doing in this very long text (for me, in english, it is veeeery long)
If you want to know more about Montserrat, you can follow this link:
(Look, Robert!!! I’ve done it!!! I draw the magic mountain!!! Thank you for the idea)