Here’s a few more sketches I did last year.

 

Last Summer, I took a walk, sunny as it was, nearby to where I live, and saw this scene, felt moved to draw it, transfixed, in a daze, as it were, the hot sun hitting me, highlighting the building, brilliant blue sky with enormous fluffy clouds – I had to capture that moment, and I did – for me.

 

One evening last summer I went to view Art Openings in Chelsea, one of my favorite things to do.  Didn’t see much that night, but I sat down to have some coffee and pie nearby, on 10th Avenue and 22nd Street, in an outdoor Cafe, I drew the scene across the street, near dusk.

Some say my drawings are too dark – but it was dark out – near dusk – and I was capturing the feelings that hit me – again, the emptiness I often feel – the longing to fill it, the futility of trying to fill it – and achievement of transmuting my feeling, capturing them and fixing them on paper – as if I captured that moment in time, just for me.

Whatever else one can say about Art, the best reason, perhaps the most valid reason to do it, the only real reason, is for one’s own self, for my self development – all the other reasons, valid or not, are basically, unimportant.  If Art doesn’t help you grow, it’s not worth doing.

I felt my self grow by doing my work; sure, I’m still feeling the void, the emptiness that I often feel – the emptiness that never really goes away – and at the same time, the fullness that comes with pouring my heart out in the things I do, the Web Analytics I do, the Art I do, the work for the WAA that I do, for Social Networks – all those things, and the relationships I have, make me whole, if only for the moments I do it and the memories I have of it.