This was a challenge. It’s hard enough drawing friends, but drawing a friend when asked by her partner of many years – knowing exactly how her smile looks and squint of the eyes, every facial expression. How does one capture all of that faithfully?
Pencil and conté crayon on paper.
Japanese ink and acrylic on paper
Because sometimes even cheese gets effed off.
Bus downtown, Santa Cruz 2006
Santa Cruz is a beautiful town. It seems also to exist in its own parallel universe, slightly out of sync with everywhere else. Almost everyone is a bit eccentric. Sometimes in ways that would be an instant jail card in the rest of the US.
The bus, however. No one told me it was crazier than anywhere else. I loved the bus! This drawing is on my first trip to Capitola Mall…
No one walks in LA. I went for a walk. I actually regretted it. I hated LA the first time I went and left later that day. LAX security were assholes, the taxi driver was an asshole, the concierge at my hotel (The Biltmore!) was an asshole, the room was shit (smashed window, broken glass on the floor unmade bed with dirty sheets). I was moved into THREE different rooms (at 3am). The Biltmore lobby was beautiful, but the hotel is a fleapit! Everyone was an asshole in LA, except the day manager who booked me cheap flight THE FUCK OUT OUT OF LA, booked a taxi, and sent a bell hop to get my bags. That was the best bit – leaving LA.
I liked it a lot better the next time, thanks Novica! 🙂