Behind Bernice’s Tavern, through a cluttered kitchen, past a staircase to a second-floor apartment, and out the back door is a former horse stable. Beyond a steel door secured by two padlocks and a deadbolt lies a treasure trove. Over the past few weeks I’ve been going back there and trying to make order outContinue reading “Excavation”

Life Drawing

It is probably a five or ten minute pose, early in the two-hour evening class. Not much time to correct or refine, just get some marks down to imply shape, volume, presence, then flip the paper over and get ready to do it again with a new pose. Fall 1986 or spring 1987. My firstContinue reading “Life Drawing”