This is an old sketch. I remember i brought home the Antony and the Johnsons’ i am a bird now. that was around 8 years ago.
Gave up on the hands i see. Some thing never change.
back to figure drawing.
sleepers at a bus station in Puglia.
I just found this old print from school. Sometimes i wish i could do intaglio again.
I’m in the planning stages of a new book. and sometimes i feel like crying and throwing up. from excitement.
another afternoon in the gallery.
a quick sketch of my nephew, felix.