Quick bloggin' today. Its Father's Day here in America and in honor of that I'm posting some drawings me and my dad did at a restaurant yesterday while taking a break from looking for a poker table and drinking copious amounts of booze (ya know, typical son/dad type stuff). He's an architect for a large architectural firm in NYC and I fondly remember him sitting at his drafting table hunched over some blueprints while chain smoking. At the time I was probably 7 years old and cracking up at the Tracey Ullman Show. Although my comedic tastes have changed (Matt Groening, you smart smart man), I still think that image in my head is infinitely cool.
My dad's drawing of his 'dream house'
His portrait of me.
My portrait of him doing a portrait of me.
Happy Father's Day!
