I always carry my sketchbook and Rapidograph wherever I go; it's something that I've been doing for twenty-five years and it becomes more ingrained as time goes on. Most of the drawing that I do is done at local cafes and other assorted places: doctor's offices, parked car, etc. Why do I feel so compelled to do this? Aside from the fact that its a deeply ingrained habit, I feel that I do this in order to build momentum and thrust myself forward to where I want to be in the future. There's a terribly long and complicated story behind my reasoning that would take up more space than I have here so I'll spare you the details. Drawing, every single line, is going forward and not giving in; it's my inner voice telling me, "This is how you escape." Through my drawing I will attain my freedom and ultimate recreation.
The girl in the upper left hand corner was drawn a couple of weeks ago at a Starbucks in Davis, California. It was hard not to look at her; she was gorgeous. Her features seem to be something of an ideal to me: black hair, fair skin, full lips, etc. She reminded me of Jane Morris, the iconic artist's model of the Pre-Raphaelite brotherhood. Believe me, this drawing doesn't do her justice but at least something remains and she's not totally forgotten. Rapidograph in Aquabee.
Please check out the great new site, Beerpump, that el señor R has begun for drawings of beer taps/ pumps from all over the world. Sooner or later you'll see something of mine there (Se lo prometo señor R!).
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