Speed

After the closing of my beloved life drawing studio, I’ve been going to other studios that have much shorter poses. As a result I’ve had to alter my drawing style. In order to draw fast, I’ve gone to speed sketching with a few different colored pencils style.

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Who Are You


I did this drawing at The Met in nyc. They have a show of original rock and roll instruments. The guitars of Eric Clapton, Jimmy Page, Jimi Hendrix, Ringo Starr’s drumkit, and Lady Gaga’s piano. It’s quite an impressive display. I managed to find a place to hide, which wasn’t easy, in order to draw Keith Moon’s drums. You are not allowed to draw with ink at The Met so I did this with colored pencils.

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Home Stretch


I still have a few last drawings from the Spring Street Drawing Studio that closed. So there will be a couple of more to post.

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End Of An Era

My beloved drawing studio has suddenly closed. New York’s famed Spring Street Studio was a beloved, iconic institution. There was a big article in the Wall Street Journal about it. Owner Minerva Dunham can no longer afford the space.due to rising rents. She is looking for a new studio to take over. Hopefully it will happen. Otherwise I’m out on the street.

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St. Remy

A tiny little side street in St. Rémy, France. All the shop keepers know me now. The best thing about Provence was living in a house without air conditioning, eating the best figs on the planet, and interacting with some of the kindest, and surprisingly funniest people I’ve ever met. Thank you France.

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Van Gogh

In Provence, we stayed in a town called St. Remy. It’s where Van Gogh lived for a year when he admitted himself to an asylum. He did many paintings of nature there. After I visited his bedroom on the grounds, I began to do this drawing of the olive groves in front of the building where Vincent painted. A family of chinese tourists came out and were super excited to see another insane artist actually creating art. Two for the price of one. As the dad was looking through my sketchbook, he suddenly demanded that I sell it to him. I told him I had a few blank pages left and needed it for my trip. He demanded I give him a price, any price. I informed him I had 2 books of my iilustration out and he could get them on Amazon. That was not good enough, he wanted this real one. As some point, he realized it wasn’t going to happen. Instead he asked if they could each take a turn sitting next to me while I drew to take a photo. No problemo. In the end, dad was happy with photos of his kids with the unknown, insane artist in front of the museum where the very famous insane artist painted. A good time was had by all.

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