Archives for the month of: January, 2015

Last Thursday, Shirley and I joined the weekday NYC Urban Sketchers at 100 Center Street. We had to empty our pockets of everything but I forgot about the keys in my back pocket so the alarm sounded and the cop blocked my passage.

We were in the Criminal Court and the plan was to sketch in one of the courtrooms of the Arraignment Division.

Raylie waited for more people to arrive so Shirley and I entered room 1 and found a couple of sketchers hard at work. Any sense of discomfort or self-consciousness immediately dissipated – we seemed to be completely accepted.

The attorneys were standing around waiting for their clients, blocking our view, moving around. Everyone was in almost constant motion.

It was a very interesting experience but I was really glad that I was not on the other side of the gate. Occasionally a “perp” sat amongst us waiting for further instructions from the court.

The people awaiting arraignment were moved through quickly but were treated respectfully and attorneys were either setting out the charges or telling their side of events.

The only ones standing motionless were those whose turn it was to face the judge.

iPad; New Trent Arcadia stylus.
Apps Used: Finngr Pro and ArtRage

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One of my fans from yesterday – I’ll wait while you go back and refresh your memory of the previous post – was jealous of the attention I was paying to other birds so he thought he would show how COOL he could be and somehow he found a hill in Chelsea on which he proudly balanced.

Well, I guess I don’t have to tell you what happened.

iPad; New Trent Arcadia stylus.
Apps Used: Finngr Pro

Last Wednesday Shirley, Benedicte and I went gallery hopping in Chelsea. We stopped in a zillion galleries, somewhere between 10 and 100, and pretty much liked something in each one which is a rare occurrence in that area.

What a surprise! In one gallery we turned a corner and were facing delightful penguins.

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In another, rock paintings out west.

Our group expanded when some fans, looking for mythical crows, spotted me walking through a construction sight.

Then, because ALL the tourists seem to have left, it was cold and the sun had set, Benedicte and I, both exhausted, decided to walk back uptown to our respective transportation, via the DESERTED (!!!!) High Line. What joy that was.

iPad; New Trent Arcadia stylus.
Apps Used: Finngr Pro and ArtRage.
Photo #1 taken by Benedicte; #2 by me.

My friends and I, plus a variety of NYC Urban Sketchers, are taking advantage of the free figure drawing which is held in conjunction with the wonderful exhibition of Toulouse Lautrec prints and posters. They supply paper and pencils, an art educator, and actors who depict the type of women Lautrec hung out with in the cabarets and dance halls of Paris.

These are drawings from two different sessions held one week apart.
One of the last exercises is to draw someone drawing you while you draw them but Benedicte ignored me and drew Judy so I ignored that and did what I wanted.

In this exercise we had to draw the wanton woman using just straight lines. No curves allowed.

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This week I was again opposite Benedicte, and finally she drew me drawing her while Shirley, to my right did a good job on my profile.

I’m so amazed at what a Totally Cool place MOMA has turned out to be.

iPad; New Trent Arcadia stylus.
Apps Used: Finngr Pro and ArtRage .

(This is a continuation from yesterday’s post.)

All of a sudden, when the workspace and tables were all cleaned off, the stage set panels, (see my MOMA 7), dropped down from above in all their glory. They were hanging off of the mezzanine railing. We couldn’t help but smile, remembering how much fun we had that day, and pointed out our contributions to anyone who would listen.

That evening, last Friday, the 9th, was the end of the MOMA Studio: Beyond The Cutout, and a party was starting. We were pleasantly surprised to see that the space had filled up – was crowded. Food (Ken baked a bread and made a spread that everyone scoffed up in the blink of an eye), wine, beer and a Cutout Competition. The judges consisted of the Conservator, Curator and an artist. Everyone registered and was given a large brown backing board with a number. Then we chose three gouache-painted papers and two construction papers. We were handed scissors and glue stick and given 30 minutes to cut away รก la Matisse. I was taking big bites out of a slice of Ken’s bread while I cut.

The judges walked around while everyone was working, making mysterious notes on a paper and whispering to each other. When time was up we relinquished our tools and were given pencils and told to walk around and mark the ones we liked. The judges went into another room to deliberate and soon we were all called together to learn who the winners were.

I had to scan mine in two parts and then assemble it in Photoshop Elements.

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I won “People’s Choice Award” and now have Very Sharp and Very Long scissors and a box of Matisse band aids. I thought I would show you the scissors I’ve been carrying around with me and using on all the little books.

And that is The End of MOMA Studio and The Beginning of Heavy-duty Withdrawal.

Collage of cut papers, glue stick.

It’s a little book but not a Little Book. Even though MOMA supplied Everything we would need I carried around a little baggie filled with my tools: scissors, glue stick, tweezers, double-sided tape and a rubber banded stack of the kind of stiff credit card sized “cards” that come in junk mail. You know, the kind AARP and some stores send for sales events, hotel, key cards and expired membership cards. I save the cards and give them a coat of acrylic paint and wait for the day the idea strikes.

That’s what happened during the last hours of the last day of MOMA Studio. My hand, of its own volition, took out the stack of cards and the rejected Little Book printouts, combined them, grabbed a hole puncher from some teeny tiny kid making his own book, remembered that I had a “circle thingy” attached to my backpack to carry things like a wet umbrella or a plastic bag filled with cookies – important stuff – and another book was born.

There is no official first page. Whatever takes my fancy at the time.

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Then it was 5:15 and we had to HURRY HURRY HURRY pack up all our things, clean up our mess. I’ll tell you why tomorrow.

Process: Cut out elements from various papers with x-acto blade and/or scissors. Either: Assemble parts on MoMa Studio’s copier, print. Rearrange/add elements, print. Or: glue down all the bits and pieces.

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Well.
This is the Last Little Book.
But you don’t need any more.
We now know.
(There is one more book and it is little but it is different.)

Process: Cut out elements from various papers with x-acto blade and/or scissors. Either: Assemble parts on MoMa Studio’s copier, print. Rearrange/add elements, print. Or: glue down all the bits and pieces. Text composed using my iPad and Sketch Club, printed, cut and glued.

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Process: Cut out elements from various papers with x-acto blade and/or scissors. Either: Assemble parts on MoMa Studio’s copier, print. Rearrange/add elements, print. Or: glue down all the bits and pieces. Text composed using my iPad and Sketch Club, printed, cut and glued.

A lazy late night doodle while watching TV.

iPad; New Trent Arcadia stylus.
Apps Used: Sketchbook Ink

Some playing cards not shown yet. I was having breakfast in Panera.

Playing cards; background Gelli Plate printed with acrylic; Sharpie Ultra Fine pen, Pitt brush pen, Signo Uni-ball (UM-153) white gel pen; and sometimes I add a bit of color with Crayola markers.