black ink and watercolor
Just a few nuggets found while weeding a few weeks back.
Sepia ink and watercolor pencil on cardboard
Went to see the Edvard Munch exhibit at the downtown art museum. After all the pain and nightmarish terror in his work, found a bit of calm relief with the peaceful floating bowls.
View from Doorman’s window, Montevideo.
Drums of Summer
I’ve showered and shaved and brushed my teeth
Slipped my hips through a pair of loose jeans
So many things I could do tonight
The drums of summer rumble by nine
Left on Mission to the Tip-Tap Club
Sweaty old hispanos drinking rum
Right on Mission to St Pats Saloon
Bearded burners done dropped outta school
There’s the Castro, lotsa bars for guys
Bears and buffs and twinks, a trap surprise
How about a hotel bar? The Rex?
Someone’s always lonely in her bed
I could go out — I could — and I still might
But I prefer to drum right here, to write
Pencil sketch, crayon, and water color on cold-press heavyweight paper.
Package arrived today, one year after I started to draw, with a new Stillman & Birn Delta series sketchbook, plus a tin of Prisma Marketing Basic Colors.
It’s that time of year — not only my one-year anniversary of starting to draw, but also World Watercolor Month. Can’t wait to see all the great stuff everyone creates worldwide. Here’s my first painting of some frequent inspirations.
Lotsa stuff around the house this month…
Went downtown SF this evening to do a little drawing of a live model — plus a few unsuspecting artists, too.
Spent some time with my son up at the park in Diamond Heights, both of us with pencils and paper.
Now home in San Francisco, stopped by Ocean Beach before fetching my son from camp. Saw this woman relaxing on the strand, drew her sin ropa.