Danny Gregory's Blog, page 54

Vinnie’s balls.

The conference and Amsterdam’s cold, damp (I miss LA!) didn’t leave me a lot of opportunity to roam around the city but I did get to the Rijksmuseum and the Van Gogh Museum. Vincent van Gogh has alway been a … Continue reading →

Dutch doors

Since I first started drawing again, more than fifteen years ago, I’ve discovered that drawing in a book is a lot more than making nice pictures.  Observing one’s life, recording one’s days, contemplating the details of the everyday, being more … Continue reading →

An earie sign.

  Since the early 1995, Frank has cut what I laughingly call my hair. Every 18 days or so, once over with a 1.5 clipper.  It takes fifteen minutes tops, we chat about the weather, listen to Italian radio. He … Continue reading →

Planet Earth is blue and there’s nothing I can do.

As you’ve heard me say before, I am usually over-caffeinated and impatient. I imagined that once I had declared my intention to leave my job, served out my notice, packed my duffel bag and buckled myself into the Virgin America … Continue reading →

Newness

I have just taken the wraps off my new website.  At last, I have managed to pull all of my best stuff together (drawings, books, films, ads, bloggery, etc) so it’s easy to look (even on your phone).  If you … Continue reading →

Thinking about my super hard-working boy.

Artists are dismissed as dreamers. But being an artist takes focus and perseverance. It is a tough job, grounded firmly in the real. Dreamers are roadkill. Artists work. That’s why they call it “The Work”. Not “the ideas,” “the notions”, … Continue reading →

L.A.Tte

Late weekend morning and Jenny and I were on bench outside a local motorcycle shop/café, eating breakfast and perusing the Sunday Times (N.Y. — Like a proper NYSnob, I haven’t been here long enough to forgo proper journalism for the local paper).  … Continue reading →

Calaveras

This past weekend was the Day of the Dead, a lovely Mexican tradition in which people visit the graves of their loved ones and bring a picnic to share with the souls of the departed. Patti and I loved this … Continue reading →

Mechanical drawing.

So it turns out that there are some shortcomings to owning a twelve-year-old truck. Nothing major, just a reluctance to start the first time I turn the key. I spent the afternoon at my local mechanic’s garage, inhaling the heady … Continue reading →

Reading the manual.

Recently I posted the huge drawing I did of my street here in LA. It was the culmination of a new drawing experiment I began a few weeks ago with the drawing above of the chaos on my worktable. Over … Continue reading →