Monday, December 21, 2009

December.


View from the bedroom window. Ink in pocket Molly.

Two sides of the mirror.




Meaning double nature of each of us. Angel and sinner part of us. Innocence and knowledge.

Friday, December 18, 2009

Staten Island.


Hills, crooked streets, utterly provincial but charming. I was freezing in the car but had fun sketching.

Digital.


Cold and sunny morning. Getting coffee.

Thursday, December 17, 2009

Auto shop, car.


Ink in watercolor Moleskine, large.

Auto shop in Brooklyn, NY.


Auto shop. I went to get new tires and while guys where working enjoyed eyeballing all this wonderful machinery and did couple of sketches. And got permission to come and draw whenever I want. Is not cool? This car is Dodge something from 60-70. Ink in WC Molly.

Wednesday, December 16, 2009

House on Long Island.


I  passed it few times, looked, developed relationships, drew on a spot, finished at home. Inking in large Moley.

Tuesday, December 15, 2009

Decorating of the room.



Mural and textured walls.

Other side.

Texture.

Saturday, December 12, 2009

Bikes on campus.


Bikes near Starbucks. Ink in pocket Moleskine.

Friday, December 11, 2009

Monday, December 7, 2009

Thanksgiving 2009


Inna. Thanksgiving. We got a little tipsy on “Alize”. I could not pass the moment to capture the pose. Ink on WC Moleskine.

Friday, December 4, 2009

French restaurant in Manhattan, NY.


After visiting Tim Burton's exhibit in MOMA my daughter and I went to eat in a small restaurant. We had nice conversation, like in good old times, so I wanted to stop the moment and enjoy it beyond it physical   frame.

Thursday, December 3, 2009

6 Ave in Manhattan.


Went to Moma to see  Tim Burton. Was waiting at the corner for my daughter and sketched, was asked by police woman if I am drawing a map. I said, no, passing  time, waiting for my kid.

Wednesday, December 2, 2009

Subway sketches.





NY subway sketches. F train.

Tuesday, December 1, 2009

64 street in Brooklyn.




I parked so tight (rushing to the doc), half inch on each side, I didn't know I can do it. If I wont enjoy so much being a woman, I definitely wanna be a man! So I start sketching, hoping someone in front or back of my car will move out and free me. Didn't happen. But sketch was done. Ink in pocket Molly.