I’m making an effort to spend more time drawing in my sketchbook. I always forget how theraputic it can be, even if sometimes I’m just pushing paint around. It’s probably the one place where I can draw whatever I want and not care what anybody thinks. Except for you, nameless occasional reader of this blog. You are my everything.
Anyway, here are some sketches from the last couple days.

From photographs by Albert Arthur Allen. Mostly from the 1920s.

The intersection at 4th and San Fernando, as seen from the 6th floor of the Martin Luther King Library.

