I've been at the Met a bunch lately (which is honestly a pretty crazy thing for me to say casually) researching Renaissance objects for school. Renaissance decorative objects aren't really my thing, so when I'm done I've been wandering around looking for things to draw.
There was a guy planted in front of this nymph sculpture, above, finishing a perfect, painstakingly-rendered charcoal drawing. He had a crowd of kids around him, peeking over his shoulder, and dads would chat him up every once in a while. Mine has a blushy bum, so that's alright.

Maria Luisa of Parma (later Queen of Spain) looking slightly happier than in the original.

After 'Diana' by Augustus Saint-Gaudens (a weathervane for Madison Square Garden).

I think I could live in a plywood house, if it were the right kind of plywood house.

I've moved to Brooklyn for a bit.

(I'm having a little colour issue: what looks nice and saturated on my old computer
looks pale and dull on my new one.
Any suggestions? How does that second image look to you?
Are the colours fun on your screen or like an old, washed out Kodak photo?)

Lanvin.

This bottom one is from a Sartorialist photo, I think.
He's in town today, and I swear everyone on Bloor Street looked like they were trying a little harder, like they'd picked their outfits the night before. The closer you got to Holt Renfrew, the more women tottering on vertiginous heels, looking studiously nonchalant...

I've been doodling chic maillot-clad women and thinking of making a print, something vintage-looking, summery and a little stylized.

I'm alright at starting personal projects, but not so great at seeing them through. Somebody ask me about this in a month, please.

In Trinity Bellwoods Park.

While waiting for Becky to play tennis.