Today my friend Meghan and I went out drawing in Allentown. We stopped in a coffee shop where we found a good view of the city's oldest houses.
Buffalo's oldest houses sit on Allen Street one after another. There are three in a row, maybe more but I have always considered these three the oldest. I drew two of them. There they are up above.
As I worked I had to come to terms with an uncomfortable truth.
Pretty as the houses are, and old as they are, what really interested me was the "Do Not Enter" sign and the fire hydrant.
I am still a young enough artist that the bends in the street still amaze me. Every time I sketch a scene like this one, I cannot get over the scale of the houses that stretch down the street. I have to be very careful as I go forward. Those houses around the corner, they take up only a few millimeters beneath the eave of the house on the corner.
That is incredible!
I keep holding up my pen, checking, marveling.
Only when I got it down did I let myself sketch in the "Do Not Enter" sign.
Cool things to look at are everywhere. When I was taking a break I stopped in the coffee shop's restroom. and I saw this:
You have to wonder how many beers went into that logo.
Genius!
And earlier today I took this picture of Jeoffry in his holder.
So many images.
So little time!
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