TUESDAY, APRIL 5TH, 1960
Cutting the cake for the 55th time, today. Happy Anniversary Babe!
Last week was black and white all the way. Pencil only. Two big occasions were coming up: Passover, our 55th anniversary and perhaps a 55th honeymoon should we decide to renew another year ? I'll let you know after the champagne. Till then, see how I spent my mornings.
|Tales To Tell, Graphite, 6 x 8|
|Picasso Blue, Graphite, 6 x 8|
|Sass, graphite, 6 x 8|
|Toulouse, Graphite, 6 x 8|
The man whose work got me drawing. His women of the night were elegant and provocative to the eleven year old me who copied all of his works.
|Willem, Graphite, 6 x 8|
|Vincent, Graphite, 6 x 8|
|For those of us who can't do it.|
VAN GOGH: “When, pressed for money, I forgot myself for a moment and thought, I’ll try to produce something with a particular appeal, the result was dreadful, I couldn’t do it” Me either.
|Russell Keeter. Graphite, 6 x 8|
No one to you. Important guy to me. Drawing instructor. Anatomist. Demanding stickler, the best kind of teacher.