Random Thought...

Only on such slow Sundays like this, where inspiration is absent and the imagination is unforgiving, I wish I lived in New York and had the luxury to spend my entire day getting lost in The Met...to sit among the ancient Greek and Roman sculptures...to blush with the women of the European Renaissance. But only, on such slow Sundays.

-Christine Constance Alpasan
Sunday Feb. 27, 2011


Saturday, March 5, 2011

Tattoo Sketches


"A lost battalion of platonic conversationalists jumping down the stoops off fire escapes off windowsills off Empire State out of the moon."


I did these 2 sketches for a friend of mine and only did them because she wanted me to translate the words of Allen Ginsberg, from a passage in HOWL, into a tattoo design.  Thought it would be a fun challenge, so I gave it a shot.  Whether or not she uses the designs,  I am happy to have these 2 additions in my sketchbook.
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