An illustration that I recently did for the Wall Street Journal

We drove down highway 1 from San Francisco to San Luis Obispo this past year. It was nervewracking travelling south on Highway 1 because we were on the ocean side of the road. I compensated for the scary view by driving on the mountain side of the road until traffic came along.
San Simeon is William Randolf Hearst’s house that he bought in Europe and then reassembled on top of a California Mountain. At one time he owned a piece of property 300 miles square. The house was up on top of a mountain, cold, and lifeless. The bus ride to the top was equally scary.
This drawing was done of the woodwork in the large front Cathedral room. I felt trapped on the tour and couldn’t wait to leave. One second of listening to a prepared speech leaves me gasping for air. No more tours for me.

An ode to The Legendary Stardust Cowboy.

This was originally an illustration about the band Silver Jews which ran in Plan B music magazine. I’m now offering Etsy buyers the chance to buy their very own personalised print version. Buyers can request up to four letters of their own choice which will replace the text “SJ” as seen above. This could be a date, name initials or anything else you can think of. This of course will make each print a unique piece of art!
9.25″x9.25″ high quality laser print on 200gsm card presented in a white wooden frame (11.5″x11.5″x0.5″) for only $22.00.Go here to have a look…

This is a drawing of Thomas Edison I finished recently. I went to his creative workshop when I was a kid a million years ago. He’s an inspiration to all of us. A workaholic that produced hundreds of patents, inventions, and clever things.
His workshop was in East Orange, New Jersey. I’d like to go back and see what I missed.

This is a drawing I did from the obits page of the New York Times. They always have the best picture of a person on the Obituary Page. Nice stories too. Elizabeth Tashjian owned a giant gothic house in Connecticut, and ran the “Nut” museum from it. Admission was one “nut”.
Eventually, power of attorney was used to evict her from the home. Anyway, here’s to Elizabeth Tashjian. She emigrated from Eastern Europe, and didn’t understand that a “Nut” could also be a person too. Oh, well, nobody’s perfect.

It has been just shy of a year since the intrepid members of the Invisibleman Exploration Committee first surveyed the wilds of the magnificent Escarpment Trail in the Catskills. After a thorough examination of the flora and fauna, we declared it safe enough to bring our significant others along, and this past weekend we had a delightful (but HOT) weekend of hiking and camping, based at the North South Lake Campgrounds.
These are two small ‘thumbscapes’ I did while being consumed by gnats and black flies.
Posts from last year’s trip:
http://invisibleman.com/archives/travels/000467.html
http://invisibleman.com/archives/photos/000465.html
http://invisibleman.com/archives/travels/000468.html
http://invisibleman.com/archives/drawings/000483.html

A couple sketchbook pages made while wandering the grounds of Rockefeller University.

With Washington Square park mostly under construction the array of musicians have been squeezed into a denser area. This makes for some quality sketching and as well as some outstanding musicianship. The older gentleman with the saxophone wore a Members Only jacket and operated his instrument with amazing fluidity.