I went to Hells Kitchen today- West 46th Street and 9th Avenue— where my hair stylist works. I needed a hair cut.
While waiting, I drew a bunch of sketches on my iPhone. Oddly enough, I’ve never done that before- what with many (almost) stationary subjects! Why did I wait so long? So many characters, so many stories. I often eavesdrop, too. Maybe next time I’ll write things down for a graphic piece.
I first drew these two.
Then, a video recording drawing of these two.
And finally, I drew my wonderful hairstylist, Denis. He’s the best.
Thanks for being here. Happy Wednesday!
These are terrific! I imagine Denis loves being immortalized!
Finding a hair stylist you love is worth (his) its weight in gold. I struggle with this all the time but I think I may have found someone. So happy about it as I walked out looking like I wanted to rather than what that stylist thought I should do. Such a difference!