Archives: Surf's Up

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 apartment ball 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.

Hit The Surf Redux

Ever spend all night on something thinking it was turning out one way then realize something's funky. Then you realize what's causing the funkiness and you take care of it and then the project is no longer what you thought it was. That's what happened here. But at this point, my beer is empty, I'm tired and we're all left with 'what it is.'

Hit the Surf

In my younger days I always wanted to do one of those New Year's Day polar bear club dips in the Atlantic down the shore. Never got around to doing that. Will save that for later.

Started this over the Christmas break with the intent of filling the entire page with some line art stuff. My eyes wore out on me before I finished and I probably wont' get back to it any time soon. The family is deep in the trenches fighting off the post-Christmas cold I introduced to the household. My popularity continues to soar around here.

Happy New Year.