The buildings in my neighborhood...

...as drawn by me. At least, it's kind of a fantasy-version of the different sorts of buildings I pass in my everyday travels. Fan-cy. As usual, I used my trusty prismacolor markers, some fine ink pens and a cheerful disregard for the rules of perspective. (The latter fueled by many cups of coffee.)

Thank you to Chris for uploading it and putting it in his Flickr stream, along with my arch drawing. 

Drawing on a snow day...

It snowed today and there's absolutely nothing else to say about it. Except that it was inconvenient, and that I looked out my front window and saw a man hitch a sled to a mid-size poodle. Really. The poodle didn't look too pleased about it. I couldn't help but think that there is a husky dog on the Champs-Elysees being fed bon-bons thinking, "There must be more to life than this."

Anyway, I took the time between checking emails (my work has a remote connection system that transports me to the internet, circa 1999) to work on the above drawing. It's the Washington Square Arch, circa 1960 or so. I found the photo of it from Lost New York, a great book for cranky young people (hi there!) who feel that they were born in the wrong time. I have the super-old version, which is only superior to the updated version in that it smells of Old Library.