Bryan and his friend Heron think that maybe they should have asked for better directions.(this was Monday's drawing - I forgot to post it since I ...ahem... did it at work).
I apparently have very distinctive eyes for my race, since they make me look very Japanese or something. I had a pic taken of me for passport photos and decided to jusst do a quick rendering of one of my eyes. Man, they're so black, and here I thought I had some level of depth to them...! This is actually Tuesday's drawing...
Roberto and his friend Heron go snowboarding in Jackson Hole.
I had a light bulb flash as I left the news agent Saturday after the gym (I frequently stop by the magazine stand nearby to exercise my mind after a long training session). As I was leaving I spied a magazine cover with a man covered in tattoos. I immediately began to deconstruct the image in my head, and it kept getting more and more interesting. Barring taking new photos of a new model, I thought I could probably repurpose some old shots that I never used. This is one of my model Francesco, whom I adore, but whose pics I never got to use because the concept I used them for didn't quite mesh with the final shots I got. Maybe this will be the start of a fun new series.

I sat next to a woman named Renee at a sushi bar earlier tonight, and we got into a lovely conversation about art, modern times, soul and ethnicity. She was rather beautiful and so well put together that I was inspired to draw something because of her. And while this doesn't look like her, she reminded me of all the fabulous black models I admired back in the 70s and 80s, because we spoke about all her model friends. Interestingly enough last week, I also befriended a former top model from the 80s who is also a beautiful woman of color, so all these fabulous black women are on my mind right now.
When in doubt about what's going on in reality, I turn to extranormal sources. A friend gave me an astrological reading two years ago, and I've been hooked ever since, especially since my life has been so rough since then. I'd been re-listening to my most recent readings (I have copies of them as sound files) because of all the recent conflamma in my life, and this was one of those drawings that theoretically should have become more and more detailed as the reading went on.
Bernie and his friend Heron relax poolside in Cancun.
Yes, I know that a striped shirt is spelled 'striped,' but I'm feeling a bit stripped of everything I hold dear right now, and I'm not sure where it all leads... the job situation is finally changing, but to what I do no know yet, a constant companion of two years is leaving and it may be that we end on bad terms, and my Tuesday morning meeting, the one I'm going to today which will be hopefully the last, always leaves me bereft of energy from being too early... This is a sketch for last night, as I had a dinner party for 6 people and didn't get to finish up until way past 1 am...
I still wasn't feeling any drawings... I've been doing a lot of Heron lately and I've lost count of how many I did and when, but considering the backlog I had, I suppose if I did two heron pics in a day, it's like saying I made up for missing a day by doing two the next day. I felt like I needed a break from all the birds, but apparently not with any enthusiasm for anything else...!
I forgot to post this as a sketch. I was so bored at work during our regular Tuesday meetings that I decided to try and draw my friend Pete from memory. Pete's an online friend who's become very very dear to me, yet we've never met.This is as close as I'll get to sketching him without resorting to using other people's photos (I prefer to interpret people fully by myself ).