The Return

After an 11 year hiatus, the drawing party has returned. No, this isn't "drawing night," nor is it some kind of "drawing club." It's a party, baby!

 

The original drawing party was founded at Bacchus in New Paltz. I was drawing on napkins with the Jackson brothers and everybody was having a time, and I said to myself: Wait a minute...wait...a...minute. This could be like a thing. I actually subvocalized this, because that's what I do. How do you think, buster? In imagery? Well, then skip to the drawings below.

The party moved around town from various locations. Muddy Cup was our birth canal. 60 Main was our one true home. And village hall was where we killed it dead. Life was simpler back then. MySpace was the only social media. Nobody had a phone and acted like a diva about it. I had to scan all the drawings on a big-ass machine the size of a CAT scan (for cats), and because I had no internet, I had to upload them with the computers at the library like a freaking idiot.

Then one day I got the bed bugs and threw out all my shit, including the drawings. Good thing they're preserved forever on this blog. 11 years is as long as ten lifetimes on the internet.

Now we're back, because we didn't go nowhere. We cut our wrists open so we can draw better. We use knock-off Sharpies called Everlast (like the singer), because we're still poor as shit. However, we have stopped stealing paper from PDQ.

Now onto the drawings!

 

First drawing of the night by moi. Yes, he's drinking a hot toddy. No, you can't have a sip. It's a drawing, silly!

Drop-shadow font with cups. Everyone was well into their cups.

This guy is called "Bobbia" (BO-bee-a). He has lots of everything: limbs, eyes, and nipples.

If you have any info on the whereabouts of notorious graffiti artist Zozzi, please contact local law enforcement. Either New Paltz town police, village police, campus police, staties, or Ulster County sheriff's department.

Sketchy monkey skull with clenched kite fist.

The cast of Little Shop. I always wanted to play Seymour. Hit me up for a local amateur production!

Chameleon friend. How he lashes out at you.

Hippy cyclops mommy.

Nice bangs despite having her eyes/mouth drawn shut.

Ah, yes. That's quite a beard. Wish I could grow mine that pubey.

What can I say about this guy? I can say I like him, I guess.

Is it too soon for the LaBeoufs?

Shia made an appearance at the drawing party. Not in person, but he was talked about quite a bit. Suffice to say we're all big fans. You ever see Eagle Eye? Holy shit, what a flick!

Shia made a picture called Holes. Apparently it's very awesome. I want to see it.

A drawing's drawing. Live figure sketch of the night. That's us!

A man contemplates his fingers. Who does that, lol?

Wreath making workshop with 2 cats.

SONIC 3D!

RED SONIC!!!!

Octopus code. Can I buy 8 vowels?

Nerd in the grass with texture swatches.

Is it time for the Kid Rocks yet!

Don't be sad! Kid Rock is very much alive.

Rock lyrics with LeBeoufian holes.

Palimpsest drawing.

Seriously, if you know a Zozzi, please call the cops.

And drawing of the night goes to...this drawing! Now with lunar reflections from my poor photo.

Some drawings just speak to me. This one says: Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

Reminds me of a song I used to sing to myself. 🎵 Fishman. Oh, fishman. Da da da, da da da, da da DA DA DA. 🎵

That's a hairy meat-a-ball.

Ah! The old MySpace drawing party page. We called ourselves NPDP and had tons of friends.

This is a family-style drawing. You pass it around and everyone takes a turn.

From all your friends at the drawing party. We hope to see you again soon. Comments are love!