Mar 10, 2014
Years ago, my friend Ken Nahoum, who was a big time photographer, shot a lot of Wynton Marsalis's album covers. As a result, I got to hang out with him quite a few times. He's a lovely, easy going fellow. One time he took Ken and I into the studio to watch him record. Marcus Roberts the great, blind piano player was there. It was all very exciting. The only problem was that Ken and I were in t-shirts and everyone else was wearing Armani suits. No one made us feel out of place though. Another time Ken and I went to the Apollo theater to see him play and then we hung out afterwards. Another thrill. We were in New Orleans on another occasion and Wynton told us to come to the famous club, Tipitina's. It was on a week night as I recall. When we got there, the joint was packed. I was very surprised. Something didn't feel right but I couldn't quite figure it out. Wynton's band came out and played a song. then he made an announcement. He said the most talented high school jazz musicians were in the audience with their families. 20 or more kids stood up with instruments in their hands. Then they lined up along the side of the stage. Each kid got a turn to play with Wynton's band. The place went crazy. It was a night I will never forget. Now all these years later, Mr. Marsalis is in charge of jazz at Lincoln Center. Yun told me she had tickets to go see a show. I was all excited to see Wynton play. Yun informed it was not a night when he was performing. We went and I was still blown away. I loved every minute of it. Somehow I even got in a drawing of the festivities.
Mar 6, 2014
Mar 3, 2014
35 years ago, Alphabet City in New York City was quite dangerous. Of course I lived one block away. I even got mugged once. There was only one thing on Avenue A. It was the Pyramid Club. Young transvestites dressed up like cowgirls and girl scouts and danced on the bar. Dudes from New Jersey drove into the city to be in the scary East Village they all heard about. They'd end up making out with chicks that were really guys and not even know it. It was a hilarious scene. Once you exited the bar, there was only burned out buildings and criminals. Finally on the corner of A and 7th, a little bar/club opened up. It was an extreme head banger joint. I don't think a single female ever passed through the doors during those early years. Crazy stuff went down in there. Years later it became King Tut's Wah Wah Hut. It was much safer in those days and no blood was spilled inside. Although the Tompkins Square riot happened right outside it's doorstep and I was there. Now it is called Niagara and has been for quite a few years now. The other day I was killing some time before I met Yun so I stopped inside. There was a nice hipster bartender. Out-of-towners came in and he had all sorts of groovy suggestions for where they should go. As I drew the bartender, I thought, this dude has no clue of what went down in this place but I do.
Feb 24, 2014
I am finally revealing the cover to my new book. The first thing you notice is just how striking it is or at least I think it's striking. I went for the very minimal approach. I drew a close-up of my hand holding my infamous Uniball fine point weapon. There is much tension as the tip of the pen is about to strike the blank page. Not to brag but it may be the greatest cover in book publishing history or at least in the top few hundred million. The second thing you will notice is that someone very famous was willing to write the foreword. That's right, you read it correctly. So if you are dying to see what's inside, keep an eye out for my posts announcing when you can buy it.
Feb 19, 2014
Lately it's been tough driving my Rolls Royce around. The friggin snow has left Brooklyn with a zillion potholes. Big ones. The good thing is that I am way over caring if my Rolls gets a little banged up. This was not the case at first. Any ding or scratch made me mad. It was just that it was so new and expensive. Now I could care less. It's just that tires for a Rolls Royce don't come cheap.
Feb 17, 2014
A while ago I was in London. I knew there would be a long flight so I bought a postcard of Queenie at the airport. I figured I could use it as the basis for a groovy drawing. Somehow this is what I came up with. It's very MAD magazine for sure. It's how I entertain myself on airplanes.
Feb 11, 2014
The show that I am in, which was curated by Pharrell Williams is finally up and running. It's at the Toronto Design Exchange Museum. It will be up until May 19th. My video, "The Oppression Of Toys," will be on display. Elijah B. Torn of Massive Music, scored my film. I also have to give a shout out to producer, Keith Haluska, for making it happen. I'm surrounded by good peeps.