I was in the mood to draw a Black frankenstein, partly because when I was at 24-hour Fitness I saw several really tall men with very large hands. The design for the border and lettering was partly inspired by comic book covers and partly by old movie posters. Although it took several days to complete, this drawing as a lot of fun to make.
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Zocalo Cafe, San Leandro, CA.
I’ve got a load of drawings to post in the next several days. It’s been a productive month in terms of making art, but not really in terms of posting it. I just got into a zone with doing color and design, and I couldn’t tear myself away. I hope you enjoy the next 20+ drawings. We’re edging closer and closer to #500, and I’m really excited about finishing the first half of this project and embarking upon the second.
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A friend recently encouraged me to join the local gym. We signed up a couple weeks ago, and I’ve gone almost every day since then. It’s a very lively space, and there are always a lot of people working out there. Still, there’s enough space to move around and there are more than enough machines to get through your workout without having to wait very long. Just inside the front door there are a couple of stretching areas. This guy was in one of those spaces. I noticed him because he was quite large (he could easily have been a UFC heavyweight) and because he was wearing the pants from a martial arts uniform. He seemed to be doing Tai Chi forms. Other people in the area were stretching or lifting light dumbbells, and no one seemed to notice the giant doing Tai Chi in their midst. Lucky I was there to take note, and to record it on this blog for posterity.
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West Oakland, off Mandela Parkway, behind PS Print.
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Watching the Texans-Patriots game at Jim’s Diner, Buena Vista Ave., Alameda, CA
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Vacation is over, and school is back in session! This kid did not look unhappy about the end of the winter holidays. In all honesty, he seemed more bewildered. I’m not sure which school he was heading toward, but I liked his classic schoolboy outfit and backpack. When I was in high school, the most uncool thing a student could do was to wear his backpack over both shoulders, but styles seem to have changed. Even so, they’re something about the backpack over both shoulders that still seems kind of nerdy and innocent and sweet to me. In the case of this kid, it underscored to me that he was at that great age when kids are sorta kinda grown up, but not completely cynical yet. The teen years are right around the corner, but they’ve haven’t arrived quite yet. It’s that time when the parents can still sometimes get a hug, even in public.
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…one more guy from Ricky’s.
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…another Ricky’s patron.
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This big guy could’ve been the bouncer at Ricky’s Sports Theater, except that he wasn’t. The bouncer was an even bigger guy who was wearing a hoodie. It’s been a long time since I’ve seen a bouncer who takes his job as seriously as the Ricky’s bouncer. He didn’t smile at all, and he looked at me and my buddy as if we were already guilty of something. This guy was waiting in the bathroom line with me, and he was kind enough to let me go first. There is a benefit to being prematurely gray and a woman. Folks sometimes interact with you in that respect-your-elders sort of way.
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Happy New Year! I can’t believe it’s been more than a week since I last posted…but I’m back from my holiday break and I have a backlog of drawings to upload. I’m starting with this portrait of one of my favorite people, the poet Myronn Hardy. I first met Myronn when he was an undergrad and I was a grad student at the University of Michigan, Ann Arbor. We were both in the English department and we shared an affinity for art and the poet Lucille Clifton. By the time we had really begun getting to know each other, I was preparting to leave Ann Arbor for my first academic job, at the University of Oregon. Despite that, our friendship continued to grow over the coming years. We would often chat into the wee hours, which is more than a notion, considering that 3am for me (in Oregon), was 6am for him (on the East Coast). We kept in touch all the way through his MFA at Columbia University, and beyond. Now he is a professor at Al-Akhawayn University, Ifrane, Morocco. He’s been then for three years, and so we don’t get to chat as much. Myronn is still very close to my heart, though, and he’s still one of the greatest poets I know. Check out his website to learn more about him and his work: Myronn Hardy :: Author
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PS: The background image is of a map of Ifrane, a resort and university town in northeastern Morocco.