Here’s a little drawing from 2010, which combined my love of all things Israeli and all things punk rock. After checking out the daily news from Israel, I plugged into one of my punk rock stations on Pandora, and on came one of the most classic of American hardcore punk bands. The band’s logo, along with my daily briefing of Israeli affairs, ultimately sparked this logo. Let’s see if you can figure out whom the band was…
At a certain point back in 2010, I decided that I wanted to get back into drawing and illustration. As the studio manager for a design firm, I spent a good amount of time looking at the work of different illustrators to add to my freelance stable, and one thought that lurked in the back of my head was that none of that work was mine. I dusted off my sketchbook, which I had for almost two years at that point, inked up a fountain pen, and started to scrawl away with my stiff and rusty hand. I pulled out a doodle from many years earlier, and decided to elaborate on it, which is what this drawing is. The focus was simple: have fun, spill ink, color in a big dark area, and merely create something to get me started on the long road back to drawing proficiency.
“Hey, Alicia; what should I draw?”
“Draw somebody who drinks A LOT of coffee!”
And so I did. Alicia is an absolutely brilliant writer; you should check out her book on the history of New York’s Diamond District. We were hanging out at the same cafe back in 2009, when I did this drawing. Alicia has a wonderfully sharp and detailed, yet prosaic writing style, so for her, I had to have fun with the creative license on this little drawing. So yeah; we do drink a lot of coffee, and when you drink a lot of coffee, then you eventually feel it sharply inside of you, subsequently needing the restroom, hence, the yellow area in the drawing (ewww…gross!)
“Hey Racheal, what should I draw?”
“I dunno…an angry person?”
So I drew an angry person, which wasn’t too hard to do back in 2009, when the economy crashed, crumbled, and disappeared from underneath us. And being amongst the ranks of the suddenly unemployed, perhaps this was also a bit of a self-portrait at the time, or maybe just at least a way to experiment with markers.
I drew this in 2009, basically just having fun with all of the poor souls whom I see running during my bike rides. They may feign some sort of enjoyment of running, but their exude such a sense of suffering. I feel bad for them, and wish that I could just buy them all bicycles to alleviate their workout miseries.
Back in 2009, doodling hipster bike messengers into my sketchbook (or even just hipsters styling themselves as bike messengers – can you really tell the difference?) No photo reference for these; just working it out of my cycling-saturated head. Did a loose freehand sketch, then developed the theme over the next two pages of a 4″ x 6″ sketchbook.
This drawing was done around 2009. I was scrawling away in a cafe, and decided to draw a bicycle, which is one of my “when there’s nothing else to draw…” themes. Being that it was the summer, also known as “Tour de France time”, I decided to have some fun and draw one of the $10,000+ carbon fiber stealth time trial bikes as used by the pro peleton, though you’ll also see a dentist on the Sunday morning shop ride with a bike like this. And yes; my fellow hardcore cyclists will probably know from which actual bikes and gear I styled this bike after.
BTW, speaking of “Le Tour”, I’ve been busy watching the race (damn good thing I didn’t put down money on this year’s edition). The race concludes this Sunday in Paris, so I’ll be back to posting more sketches and drawings afterwards.
This is from a sketchbook, which I started back in 2009. Not very long ago, compared to other sketchbooks featured in the Retro Sketch postings, but significant none the less; towards the end of this book, almost two years after it was purchased, I finally decided to return to drawing and illustration as a serious endeavor. Up until that point, I had all but abandoned the art forms, and the earlier sections of this book reflect as much. The page shown here started with some weak scrawling of a “broken/destroyed heart” icon, based on a hearing about a relationship that had come to an abrupt and disconcerting end. Not going anywhere with that, I tried a few sketches of people at the cafe, but without much interest. Finally, I relied on my old fallback; a freehand bicycle drawing (let’s see how many cyclists/bike fanatics pick up on the details…)
This was drawn in 2008, as I – along with practically everybody else – was caught up in a massive wave of layoffs nationwide. As many of the layoffs came from the white collar sector, I drew this one afternoon while sitting in a cafe surrounded by my newly unemployed counterparts, playing on the whole notion of “pink slips” for the white collared-crowd (though you don’t really get a pink slip, just a company-branded folder containing information about severance, COBRA, separation policies, etc…)