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Small Moleskine; Tombow Fudenosuke Brush Pen (hard tip), Pitt brush pen

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Small Moleskine; Tombow Fudenosuke Brush Pen (hard tip), Pitt brush pen

Small Moleskine; Tombow Fudenosuke Brush Pen (hard tip), Pitt brush pen

Small Moleskine; Tombow Fudenosuke Brush Pen (hard tip), Pitt brush pen

After Christies we split up and went our separate ways. I took the first bus that came along, got off at 32nd Street and walked to Penn Station where I had a longish wait for the next train that would take me home. In my tote bag was a pad of black paper and a few colored pencils from the Porto Symposium swag. I sketched a bunch of people gathered around the device charging stations that were installed a while ago – I guess if you can charge up you don’t notice all the train delays and snafus – MTA improvements in action. I painted the drawing later that evening at home.

Sketched on location, painted at home.
Strathmore Artagain black paper pad, colored pencils, molotow and posca acrylic paint markers.

After lunch at Moonglow, Gwen went back to the Morgan Library while Shirley, Benedicte and I walked uptown to Christies. The three of us love contemporary Indian art and always go to the auction previews and select something to copy.

Small Moleskine; Tombow Fudenosuke Brush Pen (hard tip), Pitt brush pen

I walked from Penn Station to the Morgan Library on Madison Avenue, the first to arrive, so I sat on a bench and read the library book living in iPat. Gwen soon joined me, followed quickly by Shirley. Benedicte texted that she would be late and we should start without her and she would find us. We were there to see “Wayne Thiebaid, Draftsman” whose drawings held us spellbound. I was totally unfamiliar with his sketches. He represented cupcakes, pie slices, ice cream cones and some landscapes in my mind. What a terrific exhibition. As per usual we all scattered to copy something.

Small Moleskine; Tombow Fudenosuke Brush Pen (hard tip), Pitt brush pen

I sat across the room from him and marveled at the way all the guys worked with each other, seamlessly, like a well-rehearsed ballet. At this point wires from outside were being passed through drilled holes into the new upgraded panel box. They were speaking in “shorthand” through the wall and clumps of wires were sticking out of the box and into the room in all directions, making zero sense to me. Hours (and hours) later everything was connected without a glitch and I was no longer considered “hazardous”. Plus, he vacuumed the room!

Small Moleskine; Tombow Fudenosuke Brush Pen (hard tip), Pitt brush pen

The Q pulled into the station and we all boarded. The train was crowded so we were scattered throughout the car. It wasn’t long before my view was obscured by “straphangers”. I almost impaled a man with my pen who was man-spreading and taking up two seats – train lurched just as I was trying to get his attention: “Excuse me…”. He moved over for me and gave up his seat for Raylie, turned out to be a nice guy who was just distracted by his phone. Later I noticed he and Raylie deep in conversation about Manchester, I think. Raylie got off the train and Jeff took her place and did a beautiful portrait of the very regal woman holding onto the pole next to me. Later she said she suspected he was drawing her when she caught a glimpse of him sketching her collar- he was in Super Stealth Mode – one of his earlier tips to the group of NYC Urban Sketchers.

I was sketching anyone I could get a glimpse of as the throng shifted.

Moleskine; Tombow Fudenosuke Brush Pen (hard tip), Pitt brush pen; molotow acrylic paint marker added later at home.

We left Coney Island on the Q train but soon disembarked at the Brighton Beach stop where we hung out on the platform until the next Q arrived. Of course we sketched. The station was above ground – way way above ground – and had a view.

Small Moleskine; Tombow Fudenosuke Brush Pen (hard tip), Pitt brush pen, Tombow Brush pens.