starway to heaven
This ink drawing from 2011 is getting a little fragile. At the time, I could barely afford pens let alone some decent card stock. So the paper’s not great. I’d sit on 2nd @ Broadway and paint. Color my world and watch the crowds and tourists file by. Sure, it was hot. And I was broke but I loved my time there. My art drew the curiosity of the kids and the homeless. Always. Some made a beeline for it and many made their parents take notice. Daryl became a regular who would stand around and talk to me. He stayed at The Salvation Army and had a good five years of sobriety under his belt. He was a proud man again and felt as though it was his duty to protect me while we stood out there on the street.