I have spent a not-insignificant portion of my life drawing things that nobody asked me to draw. Like this bird.
That is, more or less, the job. You sit in a studio in Hell’s Kitchen with a flex nib a…
The Machines Are Eating My Sketchbook (and yours) But There's Something You Can Do About It.
A black box, a poison pill, and the people trying to hand us a crowbar...
