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I don't really have much to say about this drawing. I just had mussels and beers at the famous Monks in Philadelphia and my brain is mush. I tried to do one of my stream of consciousness drawings with pen and stipple but I have up after 30 minute because I was sleepy. Here it is, I'm calling it "Ghost"

Still in Philadelphia. After a long day of work, I drank two beers at a bar/restaurant called The Khyber Pass. The significance of the bar is that it was the place I first saw Turin Brakes - it is fondly recalled as one of the most memorable days of my life. After the 14-block trek back to my hotel, all I wanted to do was sleep, but I remembered I still had to do my drawing, so I pulled out the sketchbook and my pen, and drew this "scary Halloween" lamp in my hotel room. (It reminded me of some of my drawings.)

Today I was inspired by images of the disaster debris that Hurricane Sandy left behind. A place I remember from childhood is Atlantic City, New Jersey, one of the hardest hit areas. I decided to call this drawing "Boardwalk."

This is a quick sketch from the window ledge in my hotel room in Philadelphia while I ride out Hurricane Sandy. It's all done in pen from the start.

I drove from Cleveland to Philadelphia tonight. Philadelphia is in dead center of Hurricane Sandy's predicted landfall tomorrow. I encountered rain, rain, fog, and more rain. And four tunnels. This is the drawing I came up with when I got to my hotel, I'm calling it "Pennsylvania Turnpike":

I drew this in the car today on the way to dinner with friends. It's that time of year when half the trees are bare and the other half are almost bare. It's a line drawing in which I only took the pen off the paper twice for the tree part (even though the car was bouncing around).

I've called it "The Last Leaf" (because there has to be one, right?)

Today's drawing. It started as a simple outline drawing. I don't know exactly what I was thinking about when I drew it but there were a few significant moments in my day that probably figured in. I found out that I may never know exactly what happened on the bike to trigger the extreme pain that led to my dropping out of Ironman Kona - my doctor is now checking my blood for clues. I also found out that the only people who seem to matter are the really good athletes, which I am not.

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