Thank Goodness For The Lowly Napkin

As I said in an earlier post, I have been drawing in my sketchbooks sine 1974.
There are those rare times when I do not have my sketchbook with me.
At those moments, when I see a drawing waiting to happen,
I reach for the nearest stack of napkins.

The paper in napkins is of low quality, and because of that, it is also very absorbent.
When my hand hesitates for even a second, the ink makes a little extra dense mark,
thus, giving a certain "character" to the line, and the overall feel of the drawing.
That appeals to my sense of the unexpected.

Here are some examples of recent images. I draw what I see, and write what I hear.

I really don't think I want to know what was being planned here...?

This was waiting for a drawing.

Sometimes I feel like a fly on the wall.

Image problems, to say the least. And that rhymes with "Priest."

Now back to the things that really matter.
And so life, and my observations of the human condition, go on.