Van Gogh's Ear in Rockefeller Center, NYC

I took a very cool urban sketching workshop with artist Tom Thorspecken a few weeks back.  It inspired a thought provoking look at my drawings and some reflection on that types of things I want to record in my sketchbook.  Most motivating was the way creates a really detailed rendering filled with fascinating characters in a location that wouldn't obviously resonate with many artists--a community board meeting or a Subway restaurant.  It's a good reminder to always be observing and using your everyday surroundings, and that doing so will create a story as unique and interesting as anyone else's.  So I bought some new sketchbooks which I'm hoping to fill to capacity this summer with full color New York happenings.

I'm lucky to work right in Rockefeller Center, always bustling with people and activity. I broke in my new book on my lunch break and made a quick picture of Van Gogh's Ear by Michael Elmgreen & Ingar Dragset (of Marfa's Prada store fame) with the Public Art Fund.  The sculpture of a suburban will be at the top of Rockefeller Center's Channel Gardens all summer, reminding us that we have no pools for splashing or floating or lounging with daiquiris in our NYC backyards.

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The Mondays

I have a feeling this is going to be one of those days where even the smallest victory is something to cling to.  I managed to get up early enough to make my own lunch today! And my retirement calculator says I can retire 1 week ahead of schedule! Go me!

On days like this, when all I seem to hear is the digital call and response of tinkling office phones and my own typing is pounding in my ears, I remember that I can stop what I'm doing and peer out the window onto Rockefeller Center gardens and Fifth Avenue bustling below, and damn...it's actually a beautiful New York spring day outside.

I've been thinking recently of all the New York 'favorites': my NY places both beloved or newly discovered that remind me how lucky I have been to live in this place.  And I think a good remedy to the Mondays is to share them!  For me, any one of these activities is a rut-breaker and steels me for the NY hustle. These are my New York Places with a capital "P".

1.  The Edgar Degas Rooms at the Metropolitan Museum of Art

I've lived in NYC for 18 years, so how often do I even make it up to the Met anymore? It's shameful. Still, the rooms of Edgar Degas' oils and pastels in galleries 816 and 817 comprise my favorite spot in the museum. The easiest way to get there is to go up the stairs upon entering the Met and hang a left, which will take you straight through the Drawings and Prints and Photo galleries and into the 19th and early 20th Century European section.  Though this wing is never particularly tranquil, my seas calm and my mind-silt begins settling to the bottom when I enter the dimmed gallery of drawings. The lights are low to protect the vibrancy of the pastels, many drawn on colored papers that have since faded to tints of grey. Still, the colors glow in the low light. I never get tired of looking at the studies of little ballerinas and the women trying to bath in improbably small basins.

Dancers, Pink and Green by Edgar, Degas. Oil on canvas c. 1890. From the H. O. Havemeyer Collection, Bequest of Mrs. H. O. Havemeyer, 1929. Metropolitan Museum of Art, New York City.  On the Met's super informative website I learned that Degas …

Dancers, Pink and Green by Edgar, Degas. Oil on canvas c. 1890. From the H. O. Havemeyer Collection, Bequest of Mrs. H. O. Havemeyer, 1929. Metropolitan Museum of Art, New York City.  On the Met's super informative website I learned that Degas manipulated the oils to mimic the pastel techniques he liked to use.

So this marks the first in my own personal "best of" New York list. Every time I feel a case of the Monday's coming on, I'll share another New York spot that brings a smile to my face.

Mexico City Painting and La Pegatina

Sunday morning painting and daydreaming about Mexico City.

Sunday morning painting and daydreaming about Mexico City.

This morning the Spanish band La Pegatina is providing the soundtrack to Sunday watercolor painting. This morning I discovered their yet unopened CD in the bottom of the backpack I'd taken to Mexico City last fall. 

We had paid a visit to Tianguis Cultural del Chopo, or "El Chopo", a Saturday flea market in Colonia Guerrero near the Metro Buenavista subway stop. This market trades in anarchist literature and art, used tapes and CDs, punk paraphernalia, band t-shirts, piles of Doc Martins. And at the end of the slithering, tented aisles of memorabilia from the teenage wasteland, you are rewarded when the alley opens onto a blocked off intersection crowded with mohawked Chilangos and a band playing.  While a hard core band throbbed meters away, La Pegatina played their impromptu jam session across the intersection, between parked cars and the dazed victim of a recent brawl, weaving their way Pied Piper style through the crowd and cars for their following fans. It was a loony scene to encounter, and I bought their latest CD, finding out later that the band is not local to DF--they're actually from Barcelona.

I thought it'd be fitting today to give the CD I bought that day, Revulsiu, a listen while I revisit Mexico City as inspiration for my paintings. Today, I worked on a smaller painting of some down and out hotels in the Zocalo area.

On location sketch at Tianguis Cultural del Chopo in Mexico City. October, 2015.

On location sketch at Tianguis Cultural del Chopo in Mexico City. October, 2015.

Finishing up today's painting--hotels near the Zocalo in Mexico City.

Finishing up today's painting--hotels near the Zocalo in Mexico City.

How Sweet It Is: My Coney Island Paintings on Show in Brooklyn

I'm so excited to be showing 16 of my Coney Island and Mermaid Parade watercolors at Steeplechase Coffee in Windsor Terrace, Brooklyn.

For fifteen years I've photographed and sketched down at Coney Island, always returning to its vibrant visual landscape for inspiration. “How Sweet It Is” is a collection of watercolors inspired by the candy colors of Coney Island concessions and summer mermaids.  The Jackie Gleason catchphrase no longer graces the entrance to the Cyclone roller coaster but perfectly captures the nostalgic, joyful, bittersweet, sugar rush of life down at ever-changing Coney Island.

Stay tuned for even more Coney drawings...this year's season has just begun and I'm heading down with my sketchbook tomorrow! In the meantime, enjoy some photos of the show's opening and thank you to my wonderful friends and family for all the support and encouragement.

 

 

A Sweet Tooth's Guide to Balboa, CA

I've been looking through some unfinished drawings and half begun projects recently and have decided to revisit a few of them.  I did this drawing of Balboa Island sweet treats a couple years ago after a visit home to California.  Balboa Island was our childhood vacation spot and I still like to get a Balboa bar whenever I'm there.

Sanibel Island Illustrated Map

For fun this week, I tried my hand at an illustrated map of one of my favorite escapes--Sanibel Island in southwestern Florida. Included are some of my favorite spots and activities:

  • ice cream at Pinnochios (I recommend Purple Cow)
  • pina coladas (and alligator spotting) at the Casa Ybel resort
  • taking advantage of the numerous bike paths, including one past the hidden cemetary off Middle Gulf Drive
  • cheap beer and peel and eat shrimp at The Lazy Flamingo (try their garlic bread)
  • a visit to Bowman's beach and Santiva
  • kayaking in Ding Darling
  • letting yourself get wrapped up in seashell enthusiasm!