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Art 7
drawing is about the only thing i can do at the mo which :
A. doesn't hurt like fuck
B. keeps my brain occupied enough so i
dont moan about hurting like fuck.
Here's a little Flavor for you from a sketch I drew on 7-24-07. Sraight Pen, One shot, sketch. This is a sketch that I would actually paint. A lot of times I sketch shit up but never ever think about painting them. I just get to the wall and end up freestyling. This has got the style of E in it that I was using in 1998-99. I always liked that E but got bored with it after using it a bunch of times in pieces. I'm sure I'll bring it back again in the future in some shape or form. Who knows, maybe I'll paint this sketch this weekend. With all the arrows and sharp edges in this one, it's ready for war. I think I was trying to leave no openings for attacks, in it's defenses. Fun stuff!
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Luxembourg Gardens (near the Patonk Court)
Watercolor & Paper
The old timers would let me play, initially because they thought I would be an easy mark. As good as they were, they all used the style coming out of Aix De Provence, a sort of bended knee bounce. My technique was derived from Amalfi and countless games of Bocce. Even though I usually won, I had to buy the coffee from the nearby little brown wooden kiosk as to avoid there being any hard feelings. Whenever it was my turn to play, someone would call (me) out;
"Disco Volonte..."
(W.Wolfson)