And here’s a few more sketches I’ve done in my notebook over the last 6 months.

When I got back from the Paris Trip last June – I was pretty sad; I sat down in a resturant nearby MOMA and drew this – pouring my heart out.

I was in Phila shortly to meet someone that was important to me at the time – as I sat in the station, beholding a large stature (above), while waiting for her, was moved to draw it.

At the end of the day the more attention I gave in this matter, the less effect I had – which is a lesson for the future.

It was a cloudy day, last June or July, I was in a melancholy mood, as the day, itself, was melancholy, sad with longing – and walking nearly, this street sign that said “Stop” stood, as an obelisk, in front of me. In my profound sadness, I drew it.

Last Summer, on one of my visits to the Metropolitan Museum, just before closing, on a Friday night, feeling lonely and sad, I drew from an ancient sculpture of lion (or tiger) from Greece; I was admiring the energy that was in that animal – real or imagined.