Despair

Heading to the DMA for a Thursday night sketch session is fast becoming a pleasant weekly tradition. What isn't so pleasant is the way my scanner is currently acting. It seems the old college work horse is finally ready to be put out to pasture. I had a couple pages of sketches I was excited to share, but they will have to wait until I can figure out another scanning solution. As always, click the image for a larger view.

We're an American Band

Last Sunday I had the fun opportunity to shoot some photos of a friend's band, The Enemies List. One member was missing, but it was a good practice shooting human subjects nonetheless. TEL is certainly one of the best bands in Dallas, and you can see them for yourself December 1st at the Curtain Club.

Mental Massage

Deep breaths...Hear the ocean and feel the warm breeze wash over you. Thank you for allowing me to take away a little stress from your day.

A Catch

Fish gotta swim, birds gotta eat.

Heart of Palm

Pencils and Pubs

Last night after work I swung by the Dallas Museum of Art and did some sketching. On Thursday, the museum is open until 9PM and admission is free! My only issue is that the crowd tends to be more than a little obnoxious, with people speaking loudly on cell phones and to one another. Apparently manners and etiquette are confined to paid nights only.


This giant Polynesian chap elicited quite a few precious comments from the aforementioned classy patrons.


Following the museum I adjourned to a local pub to meet a friend for cocktails and a bite to eat. I brought in my trusty moleskine and cranked out a few more sketches of people at other tables before my friend arrived.

In one of the more interesting moments in the evening, a young lady on the patio, who had with her a fairly large dog, pulled this beast onto her lap and proceeded to give it a massive bear hug. I rushed to sketch them as the dog (a boxer/pit bull looking fellow), hung docilely from her arms during the entire display of affection.

Thug Life

Spotted this gang-star at a fairly posh local eatery with a wife-beater shirt, over-sized cubic zirconia earing, bad kanji tattoos, designer jeans...and his mom picking up the dinner tab. You stay classy Dallas, Texas.

Wingspan

Pelican spotted over the beach in Mexico.

Stop to smell los flores

Taken poolside in Mexico. Not feeling so hot today, I think I need to take a nap and dream of soothing images like this one.