New build, low ceiling

over the rooptops

An old drawing, done with india ink and a dip pen from the fifth floor of a studio in Florence. The studio was housed in a late 19th century highrise. But the architecture visible from the balcony is a little older than that.

This drawing is among my first forays with a dip pen. In retrospect, I rather like its awkwardness.

2 figures

quick sketches from around the campus:

After The Shower (Hollywood style)

So I've taken a leaf out of others' sketchbooks and added colour to one of my drawings using procreate. The original was drawn in ink with a brush.

The last of the blossoms

I drew this in Victoria park. Blossoms were falling into my water jar and chasing babies across the fields. Work on Victoria park commenced sometime in the 1840s and took several decades to complete, perhaps because it was in a part of town that the Queen rarely visited. It sits on the north side of the Regents Canal and is probably one of the nicest places to live in London; to live by that is.

The price of property in now far beyond the reach of those for whom the park was originally built, but that's the way love goes. If I am in no rush I commute along the canal to get to my studio in Bow. The canal is built up slightly above the park and affords a vantage point of, say, a twelve foot tall person. It's very pleasant.

Girl reading Twilight

Everybody has to read something.

Buffalo?

The man walking a dog told me as much. Loseley Park is going into the mozzarella business it would seem.

Summer in the country...

Drawn from life in around five minutes with various crayons.

Animals of this size disturb me

But today I was told that an smart parrot has an intelligence similar to that of a three year old child. Still, I don't feel parrots, or mice, will try to take over the world. Although if they could get the Buffalo and Albatross on side...

Iris

at the library

Train coming 'round the bend.

lay me down

Drawn from life in about ten minutes at the Arts Project in London, Ontario.

it's like that

Green army jacket

I don't know how to say it

New novel.

Danilo

It's been a while since we've seen one of my small sketches on cardboard. They're old works, and date from when I was too poor to mess around much with canvas.

Here we see Dan, a painter with whom I shared a studio in Italy, much longer ago than I care to remember.

It was done with pencil. acrylics, and some watercolour.

Hard Sun Up