Another old sketchbook find. My room-mate and our pals were surfer dudes. Back in the free-wheeling single days, I’d spend some evenings practicing drawing/painting in our South Street apartmentball point pen sketching surfer pix by eye out of his surfer mags then painting them in with acrylic. I used to make birthday cards and post cards out of them. These two never made it out of the sketchbook.