Capitol Hill, Seattle
Sketch from GGNZLA Bingo at the In. Dave wins every time. If the police are reading this, this is a sketch from my imagination.
I tried to draw this a bunch of times and it has slowly gotten better and better. I still haven’t figured out how to draw Bellevue way the heck out there. Oh well. I like this one a lot, especially the crappy little cars. I really love my neighborhood.
A house warming gift for Cara and Tobias and their new house. Congratulations!
I took a three hour “nap” in the evening and now I’m up way too late.
I spent my excess late night energy going down an internet wormhole. It all started by me remembering the Disney Paul Bunyan short from when I was a kid and looking up the youtube video.
It had the song I remembered and the look I remembered but I didn’t remember the awesome backgrounds. So I looked up who did those and it was Eyvind Earle, who has a lot of great stuff (some here). So seeing his stuff I got inspired but it’s late and I’m in bed so I only have my computer and here is the resulting late night doodling.
A sketch of “the Bar” Mama’s Mexican Kitchen. I’m not sure if that is what it is really called but there’s a sign on the bar that says “bar” so I am going to go with that until I hear any different.
Positive/Negative space drawing for school assignment. This is 18 x 24 inches and too big to scan so I had to take a picture. I feel like am breaking a rule putting this up.
The Comet Tavern. A very old bar, or a tavern, but they serve liquor, so, that’s a bar right? Built around 1904 or 1917 or there abouts on Capitol Hill in Seattle. It used to be a hardware store or something on the east side of the space and something or another, maybe a bar, on the otherside. I read about the history of the space in this here article quite a while ago but can’t remember now. I do remember that the article has some neat historical pictures if you are into that sort of thing. Having been two spaces does explain the weird layout of the place and just the general lack of flow in the floor design, which you will understand if you ever go there. I do remember that when the two sides were separated, where the sound booth is used to be a picture window and the whole space used to be built up much higher off of the street, until they redid the streets.
If you ever travel to Seattle, and the Comet is on your itinerary, be sure to take a look at the ceiling. I believe they still have a genuine piece of the old Kingdome ceiling, which used to fall quite frequently near the last years of our beloved concrete dome stadium, tacked up there. The piece of ceiling may be signed by Mr. Mariner Alvin Davis, or may be signed by an old regular drunk or the thing might be gone by now. I can’t remember.
Upstairs of the Comet are what look to be old apartments but now are just boarded up weirdness and have been that way for as long as I have been around. I’ve always imagine all sorts of crazy occurring up there and despite my best efforts have yet to find anyone who has been up there or can give me an answer about what is going on up there. Maybe it contains the worst time ever. That’s what it looks like.
In conclusion, here is a drawing of the Comet Tavern, a very old bar.
You’re not a crusty punk without a dog.
I know what you’re thinking. You wake up everyday at 6am, spring out of bed and it’s right over to the laptop. You boot it up to your homepage, which is set to my blog, and peer out through sleep crusted eyes looking for a new drawing. But what is there? Nothing. Same old drawing that was there two weeks ago. ”Bah!”, you say as you slam closed your laptop and trudge down the stairs to face the day, already defeated, and it is only 6:02 in the morning.
Well if you have been wondering why the slowdown the reason is the last two drawings. First, Seattle has finally had it’s famously brief three weeks of summer and I have been at the beach every single moment that I can. I draw there sometimes, but there are only so many drawings that you can do without seeming like a creep. This especially makes sense if you are familiar with this beach.
Secondly, we got cable recently so anytime that I am not at the beach, which is not often, I am parked in front of the television watching the Mariners stink it up each and most every night. I draw during this time too but the drawings arn’t the kind of happy things that I normally share on here but rather my dark thoughts that tend to permeate my psyche after being subjected to what passes for baseball every night with the Mariners.
So fear not loyal reader: both the summer and Mariners season are nearing an end so I’ll ever so slightly increase my output in the near future. Thank you.