My figure drawing has little improved! Though I did faithfully capture his likeness, in particular his windows peak! Notice he has a heart in his belly. He was an amazing dad. Took me with him to his art studio pretty much whenever I wanted to go. It was an odd and wonderful place, in the middle of an active styrofoam factory that my family owned in Ballston Spa NY.
One of my “Abstracts” as I called them. I probably made this one night at The High Rock bowling lanes in Saratoga Springs, NY. My parents would bring me on league night and I would draw and eat french fries to entertain myself. I feel like I can still smell that place. Leather bowling shoes, floor wax, beer, Crisco and of course the smell of Crayola Crayons..