Well, maybe it’s not so bad after all….

I’m going to be brave and post “Grand Central, Sunday Morning”, despite my misgivings. I see some merit in it, for what it’s worth. Also, some work that I’ve hated, others have loved. So for what it’s worth.

In the meantime, Grand Central Terminal is really hopping for the holiday season. It was so freaking crowded yesterday, that getting a cup of coffee was not worth the wait in the long lines. Long lines to the ladies’ room, too, but couldn’t avoid that.

I answered an ad in Craigslist for someone to work pro bono doing artwork for an organization that’s working on regenerative medicine. So, it’s a topic of healing, right up my alley. Going to talk to someone on Sunday to find out what this is all about.


Going once……

A while back, some of you may remember me doing a drawing of an MS Bike Race for the MS Society of Connecticut’s silent auction.  To refresh your memory:



My good friend, Greg, put a bid on it….and I supposed that would be the only bid I’d get.  But no!  Greg was outbid.  I don’t know how much it went for….would love to find out.  Anyway, here’s the drawing on display at the event.




This was in a room where we were being served drinks and hors d’oevres.  I had a couple of glasses of wine and started taking pictures that I thought would be fascinating for this blog.  So, for a laugh, here they are….and a good representation of what alcohol can do to your judgement.


Despite this, I resisted the time-worn obsession of taking a picture of my food.

It was an interesting night.  One thing on the live auction was an electric guitar, used and signed by Paul McCartney.  I wanted just to touch it, but I didn’t have the nerve.

I don’t know how well the rest of the artwork in the silent auction fared….one was a drawing by Bono, which to me looked incredibly like one of the very original and humorous drawings by the late Beatle, John Lennon.  Oh, well.

So, thanks to my friends, Greg and Cathy….and to the rest of you, have a Happy Holiday!

Wow, that was fast……..


Unexpectedly, my Christmas/Yule/Channukah card project got me invigorated again. Instead of the dreary Christmas rush I face in December most years, and the empty holidays, I suddenly found a rush of how, as a child, I used to view Christmas. It was a secular holiday for us, and my mother had a bit of a pagan side to her….so, that influenced me. It was a magical time. So, as I started to draw…..I found new inspiration. So, I will post the results of my explorations…..but not before Thanksgiving. I don’t want any baby reindeer on my karma.

Time Out

Going to take a break for a while….for one thing, the holiday season in retail is demanding, and I won’t have much time for blogging. The “Grand Central Sunday Morning” failure is giving me the need to pull back and regroup, too. So, for the time being, I’m going to be working on some personal holiday cards.

Had a dream I had to move to London in a hurry…..couldn’t bring my artwork or supplies. But in the dream, that was okay. I had a purpose in life beyond art, and I didn’t need them anymore.

For what it’s worth…here’s Grand Central Sunday Morning

Well, I finished “Grand Central Sunday Morning”, and I’m totally dissatisified with it.  And no, I  don’t have the patience to do it again.  I realize that I have a weakness when it comes to architectual detail, such as I found out in “Sentinel”.

Every so often, a group of art students gather in Grand Central, drawing pads in hand to do a perspective class.  I used to fantasize about stopping for a moment, and giving help to them.  After this humbling experience, maybe I should take tips from them.