The fragrant deliciousness of California organic fruits pretty much defies description, and the ripe apricots I bought at the Culver City farmer’s market were best in show. This a chalk sketch I did of a middle-aged local assessing some of the goodies at that stand.
View post →This is a sketch I did of the lobby while I was staying at the delightfully odd Culver Hotel, which is choc-full with golden-age remnants, like Snow-White-esk carved roses on all doors and wiring that requires visitors to flip a master switch before using any lights. Notice the tech guys being dwarfed by the bizarrely […]
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