“Photography is an immediate reaction, drawing is a meditation.” — Henri Cartier-Bresson
At some point during 2013, I decided I needed to get back to my first true love – drawing and sketching. I bought a moleskine classic sketchbook. I got stuck in traffic on the way home. That’s how many days begin and end in Los Angeles. I sat on Santa Monica boulevard for a bit. I stared at the ficus trees lining the sidewalk. I started sketching. I decided to scrap the pencil and eraser. I wanted to sketch without the ability to go back and “fix” things. I wanted to embrace whatever occurred without the pressure to continuously decide whether corrections should be made. I wanted to see every line and every suggestion that occurred along the path to some unknown destination at which I choose to stop drawing. Most of the sketches in these sketchbooks, various styles of paper, and an occasional napkin or paper towel, were drawn on location in Los Feliz, Silverlake, and Hollywood. Many others are from traveling in California as well as other states in the U.S. and abroad.

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