Spent some time in Red Hook over the weekend; went to say goodbye to that institution of a watering hole Bait & Tackle, followed by a visit into Sunny’s (where yesterday’s photos originated), and finally dinner and some time with friends who sing at Hope & Anchor, also soon to be no more.
This is a city that changes constantly, it’s true. But there’s something altogether too fast about it when three places at the heart of a small community like the Hook all disappear in short order (the third will be Ice House; not sure when). It’s going to irrevocably change the fabric of that area, and for the worse, I’ve no doubts. Especially judging from the new bits of residential real estate that’ve been popping up.
Development, left unchecked, will be the undoing of any kind of character or authentic qualities this town has left.
I’ve been given a snow day from work on account of this storm (referred to by meteorologists as a Bombogenesis, Bomb Cylone, and Winter Storm Greyson). It has settled in Brooklyn in the form of a persistent and blanketing snowfall out the window all morning, and not a soul around.
It inspired me to make this little animation from my ink drawings back in October. And now I’ll try to get some work done.
The book featuring these and other drawings can be found at Lulu.com.
The music is Autumn in New York, by the Bill Charlap Trio. So good.
I have at last finished work on a small book of my Inktober drawings, as seen here during the month of October. I will be publishing it via Lulu.com, and it will contain all 31 drawings. I’m awaiting a printed proof to make certain that all looks well.
I realize it’s cutting things rather fine in terms of holidays and shipping, but it has been a challenge to make time to complete it. There will be photos of the printed book and a link forthcoming, so watch this space— or follow this blog to get email updates.
On a Friday night in Red Hook, a delightful reunion of friends over a swell dinner and lots of singing. (I don’t sing at karaoke, but I sure love listening and drawing.)
Days twenty-four through twenty-six! An array of ornate forks that’d belonged to his grandparents were among the day to day utensils she ate with.
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(These count as three drawings, for days Oct 24th – 26th. If you’ve a problem with that, I can’t care.)
Day twenty-one );ate): A cluster of wooden buoys hung on the porch, now strewn with crunchy leaves. It hadn’t been swept since the summer.
#Inktober. See more at @edaggarart
This is a fun little sketch I started while watching Project Runway. It is one of few ‘reality tv’ shows I enjoy, mainly because the contestants (however manipulated, scripted, or edited out of context for drama) do actually design and create the clothing on the show. I love watching the process, and seeing the results.
Here is a repeat of half of a spread I posted several days ago, paired with a new painting that I did on the back of the same page. The markers had bled through, leaving a ghost on the obverse, and once I had the half-pans out, I couldn’t resist painting a new face over it.