Drawing with my daughter might be my absolute favorite thing to do. I sit down next to her as she is starting a drawing. As she begins to tell the story of what she is drawing, I notice it might last for a few minutes. So I grab a piece of blank paper too and draw what's on the table. We've done this a couple of times already and her capacity to make a narrative up as she goes has cracked me up. Meanwhile, as I listen and ask questions, I am doing a little drawing of my own, and if I am lucky, she will come over to my chair and add a little personal touch to it. In this case, a star to the left. Tonight, we sat at her table for a solid 45 minutes, and I used her colored pencils to draw her little toy trumpet.
I am now sending all the little mixes, DVDs and other little packages that I don't have the time to concoct during the school year. Yesterday, I sent a couple of movies to my former student Antoine (who had given Nora a bear whom we named Antoine!), and added a bullterrier on the bubble mailer. Sharpie ultra fine point.
I recently sent a package to my friends. I drew Liz, Christina's dog, on the bubble envelope with a Pigma Micron 05. I asked Christina if she was ok with me developing an obsession with Liz. I haven't gotten a clear response yet :-)
It's time I put something on the blog. I have been drawing frantically but shhhhhh right now it's still under wraps.
I punctured a tire recently and had to get it fixed. While I was waiting for my car to be serviced and, as it turns out, washed inside and out (woo-hoo, Hackettstown Honda!), I drew, well, the chair in front of me in the waiting room. Because there is ALWAYS something to draw.
I got a few minutes of sketching during the annual Picklefest held at my friend Keith's. The house was never this yellow, nor was it a one-car garage, but drawing in pen and watercolor is pretty unmerciful like that.
Pigma Micron 05 + watercolor with my new Pentel Aquash.
It took a little less than a week for the group to form, from the moment I heard from Lapin. I was not going to pass up an opportunity to sketch with him, and that seemed like a great excuse to round up some other major talents that I have admired for the past few years: Amanda Kavanagh and Stephen Gardner. Drawing by their side on the sidewalks of Ditmas Park in Brooklyn was a dream come true, no less. This was our last stop: a barber shop on Cortelyou Rd. The barber himself came out to offer us chairs so we could sketch comfortably.