Drop and draw!

The other night I sent the boys out for dinner, they walked out the door, and I just sat in the hallway and worked right where I had been standing a moment ago. I've been drawing on the cover photos from the New York Times everyday and it's been a really intense project. It's a type of editing this drawing, my mark making done daily with customized and craved rulers now un-straighline instruments on the faces and places of the news from Bhutto to Obama and from Kenya to ticker tape parades downtown. It seems to fit my life right now, slightly unpredictable, mundane, incredibly boring, punctuated, only occasionally, by a passing marching band.