Big drawing day yesterday, most of it accomplished while R, the savvy intern, was sitting at the computer scanning slides from decades ago. While I usually like solitude for working, I was surprised to see how much I was able to focus with the right person there. There was something comforting in knowing that a project was moving along without me having to do every little bit of it. Suddenly felt like a real artist. (and just a note to my pals here on LJ: I’m sure the drawings will be visible at some point, but they weren’t of the “self daily” cartoon variety)
After working for a bit, I went on into Manhattan to have a a chat and a chew with Ryan Roman at the Reggio. I took the above picture there and then put my camera away, which meant that I didn’t return the compliment of taking his picture as he did mine. A lapse of photo/blog courtesy, but it was an engrossing conversation.
I wandered up and crosstown and suddenly remembered that I still had money left on the gift certificate that I’d gotten for Christmas to New York Central Art Supply. I went crazy in the paint and dowel departments. So, sculptures on the way.
From there it was Union Square for a salad, and finally I gobbled a Salty Pimp from The Big Gay Ice Cream Truck. I’ll admit it – I’m getting crushed out on the ice cream man. The evidence was all over my mustache and beard as I stood there with soft serve and chocolate dripping off of me.
Today I’ll be working at Leather Pride Night, doing the volunteer thing.
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