Archives for the month of: April, 2015

On Monday Shirley, Benedicte and I found ourselves “somewhere else”.

I arrived in Penn Station with 10 minutes to spare so I sat in the waiting room and sketched.

Earlier, at the little train station, I wasn’t paying attention and got on the late 9:12 train which arrived at 9:21 thinking it was the 9:20. Sigh. It was a peak train and I had an off-peak ticket so I had to fork up some $$$. Oops.

I met my friends in front of the gate at 115th Street and Broadway. We were headed to Columbia University’s Butler Library. The Rare Book and Manuscript Library. Passes in hand, arriving on the 6th floor and passing through the thick glass doors, we were confronted with an extensive exhibition of Thomas Merton’s writings, photos and drawings. Upon inquiry we discovered that the Gorey exhibit we were looking forward to seeing had been closed since July 2012. Oops.

It cracked us up that all three of us didn’t notice the date. An extremely nice librarian went out of her way to bring out some Gorey ephemera, a part of the library’s holdings, and spoke to us for quite awhile.

We had lunch in a diner on Broadway and then tracked the M4 bus using Shirley’s phone app. It was too far away to wait for it so we decided to walk to 96th to catch the crosstown bus. I kept asking Shirley to check on the movement of the M4 and at one point it was close enough for us to cross Broadway and look for the bus stop. Lightbulbs went off simultaneously when we realized we were tracking a bus that was on Fifth Avenue – all the way on the other side of Central Park. Oops.

This cracked us up even more.

We finally found a suitable bus, before which I think there were some more minor events that underlined our being not in our usual space/time/dimension place but I can only remember our cracking up a few more times. Oops oops oops.

There were some East Side gallery visits – I wish I would remember that I don’t “get” Sigmar Polke – and then I Very Carefully caught the first downtown Fifth Avenue bus.

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

The models were very good. Strange, but good.

They proved difficult, for me, to draw.

I used the other sketchers to to keep me from fussing about the difficulty I was having.

Scary white mask and multi-colored tulle.

Mark and I left before the 20 minute pose began.

We took the #’s 6 and 7 trains to Times Square where Mark got off. I boarded the #1 to Penn Station and found the train was waiting for me. I walked through my front door at 10:30. A long day.

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

(continuation from previous days)

After leaving the Mount Vernon Hotel and Gardens the three of us walked to Lexington Avenue and 64th Street for a meal in the Eat Here Now coffee shop/diner. At around 6:00 Mark and I walked one block to the Society of Illustrators for Sketch Night.

Before the models came I sketched some of the sketchers getting settled and greeting each other.

Later, during a break between a series of poses I again sketched the sketchers.

Only one more to go. Keep staying tuned.

Brown craft paper and Pitt Brush Pen, photographed using iPad and then imported into ArtRage for painting.

(Continuation from yesterday’s post)

I got off the E train at 23rd Street and Eighth Avenue and walked to Chelsea Waterside Park on 11th Avenue where I spotted the weekday NYC Urban Sketchers. Did I mention that it was a very cold, windy day and we all had on our winter coats? Well. Brrrrr. Too cold for a park alongside the Hudson River so Mark, Raylie, Shirley and I went inside Chelsea Piers to see what we could see. Warmly.

I sketched the outside from inside.

Then, while having a coffee, I started sketching the guy who was painting around the doorway but he decided it was time for his break, so I just winged the rest of the drawing. Semi urban sketching.

I couldn’t resist the sweet sight of this mother and her son having a discussion before he went to change into his hockey uniform.

We – Raylie headed to Brooklyn – decided to go (crosstown bus and then uptown subway) to the Mount Vernon Hotel and Gardens, located within view of the East River and the 59th Street Bridge (Feelin’ Groovey), the oldest house/hotel/building in Manhattan. It was a lovely place, chock full of history and very interesting, but we weren’t allowed to wander around on our own. It was very regimented. We were the only visitors and watched a 10 minute overview video and then were given an hour long talk and tour by a very knowledgable volunteer/docent. Mark managed to talk himself into being allowed to stay in an upper room so he could sketch. When we were in the common room which held a very interesting bar area Shirley, still listening to the docent, sat where she was afforded a view and sketched. Me? I did nothing. Nada. Except squirm.

We left there at 4:30 and made our way westward and a bit uptown for the next stop.

Stay tuned, more still to come.

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

I had a very early appointment last Thursday morning. You know, the eyeball thing, so took a really really early train into the city so I could have a proper breakfast first. The office is very efficient and the only sitting time of any length is while waiting for the eyes to fully dilate – about ten minutes – so I made use of everybody’s oblivion and sketched.

Afterwards I hot footed it to the downtown E train at 53rd and Fifth. But that is tomorrow’s story.

Stay tuned.

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

I didn’t have enough time to sketch the “going home” commuters. My train was ready too soon.

Toot Toot! Tootin’ my own horn. Here are my digital paintings, Spring Street #13 and Spring Street #4, hanging at the opening of the NS/LIJ Hofstra Medical School’s art show. My art won Third Prize, A Blick gift card. Don’t tell iPat she won me some money to buy non-digital art supplies. Shhhh.

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

Shirley, Benedicte, Teri and I sketched like crazy in the beautiful exhibition “The Plains Indians: Artists Of Earth And Sky”.


I could neither fit this exquisite wooden horse on the “page” after several tries nor could I capture it very well. The sculpture was rough but very exciting and drew oh’s and ah’s and gasps from everyone who stood in front of it.



We had lunch in the museum’s cafeteria and then spent some time examining the amazing mural by Thomas Hart Benton, “America Today”.

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

It was such a long time since we were all together in the same place. But first I took an early train simply to assure I would snag a parking space. I spent the extra time having breakfast, reading and sketching this sprawled-over-two-tables guy.

Moleskine journal; background Gelli Plate printed with acrylic; Sharpie Ultra Fine pen, Pitt brush pen, and some color added using Crayola markers. Collaged bits from the paper bag my breakfast came in.

The flight from Portland was on time

and was chock full.

I landed in Boston and after a bit of confusion I found someone who could tell me which terminal the connecting flight was leaving from. Must have been a half mile away. It’s a good thing I’m a walker and there was plenty of time.

Things looked good. I found my gate and a Dunkin’.

But then I noticed the boarding times kept creeping later
later and later. Seems there were runway and wind “issues” at JFK and only one runway was open to accept flights from all over the world.

Truthfully it wasn’t all that bad.

There were people in front of me and iPat in my lap and free junk food to eat.

I really didn’t notice the time at all.

The train, on the other hand, was another story. I walked into my house at almost midnight.

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

I was up very early the next day and standing on a street corner waiting for the 4:33 am Max train to the airport. It’s funny. In NYC you’re glad (well, sort of glad) when there is no one around at that time of the morning. In Portland I was feeling apprehensive because the streets were too empty. No need to worry – sleepy but normal people were also waiting.

I breezed through security, located my gate and then went in search of food and coffee.

I bought some take-out and sat at a nice table.

It wasn’t until I was settled and comfortable, munching, sipping and sketching that I noticed there were servers bringing proper food to the tables. Oh well. No one tossed me out and there were plenty of empty tables.

This flight took me to Boston where I had a connection to JFK. Stay tuned.

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