A series of rapid, 30 second sketches of people I drew as the train whizzed past their stations (I was on the train). The speech bubbles are courtesy of Weezer, which I was listening to on the iPod. I still think their first album is the best.
Drew this stuffed doll of Bert. Thought it was missing something. No idea what the other is, or why Bert’s wearing headphones…maybe he likes music. Maybe he’s from somewhere else.
I wasn’t terribly happy with the underlying scribble (drawn very quickly with a fountain pen), so I decided to vandalize it with a sharpie. I prefer the graffiti version.
I have no idea what their real names are but I know which one is probably the more relaxed.
Most people don’t notice, much less care about whether someone is drawing them or not. This young man wasn’t the happiest. At least, I don’t think he was happy. Hard to tell because I couldn’t see his eyes. Oh to be seventeen and angry with the world again. Not.