Michael, Colin, and I were walking back from the sushi restaurant on 25th street when Colin says out of the blue:
"You know, I just realized that in my whole life I've only procreated two ways. I make shit and I make art."
And I thought... Oh, dear lord! He's right! (Except for that I've made some music in my time.)
This is what became of Colin's profound statement-
I also have to credit Elaine because in one of her sketchbooks she had a whole page filled with fantastic colons and since I saw that page I had always wanted to do a colon drawing of my own.
These pictures are ghastly! Oh well.
charcoal and graphite on paper
72" x ~20"