Hamilton: Dropping the Quill

As Hamilton officially opens at the Public Theater tonight, I've just got to say that I'm so thrilled!  I've been following the development of the show from afar since I first saw video of Lin-Manuel Miranda's spark of creation at a spoken word event at the White House in 2009:

I attended the concert at Jazz at Lincoln Center's American Songbook Series in 2012 where there was about an hour's worth of Hamilton material performed.  And I heard tell of a workshop last year.  The fully realized production currently onstage at the Public Theater is already sold out through May 3rd because anticipation and buzz have been so great. 

Lin-Manuel Miranda drawn after the Jazz at Lincoln Center American Songbook presentation in 2012.

Lin-Manuel Miranda drawn after the Jazz at Lincoln Center American Songbook presentation in 2012.

I don't pretend to be a good writer, so forgive the ramblings of a fan who is more adept at making pictures:  I believe that those studying the theatre a hundred years from now will point to this piece as a game-changer, a landmark American work of art.  In a vivid telling of the story of "ten dollar founding father" Alexander Hamilton, we witness chapters of the creation of this very independent upstart U.S. told in a very current way.  Part of the inspiration for Miranda writing this show was Hamilton's ability to influence through the sheer force of his writing, as mirrored by influential musical and literary artists of today. Originally called "The Hamilton Mixtape," the score draws from hip-hop, R & B, Tin Pan Alley, jazz, and rap.  A nod to freestyle rap is used effectively in debates, and King George's motif emulates a Beatles-style anthem.  And the movement of the show reflects this as well.  Such a vivid musical tapestry woven from that which makes up the very fabric of our country today.  (It's surely a modern day Schoolhouse Rock.)  And when you look at the stage, the diversity there reflects today as well.  The mere fact that our Caucasian forefathers are portrayed by people of color sheds a light on the richness of what many cultures have brought this country and the benefits that have fallen upon all of us.  Whatever brought us to this plot of land, whether our ancestors sought opportunity, fled persecution, found persecution, achieved success or otherwise, we can all find a hero, flawed as he may have been, in this man who used his voice – and his pen – to effect change.

And for every Hamilton you need a Burr.  I so appreciate the humanity with which Aaron Burr's story is told.  Instead of the coarsely-drawn villain we may have learned about, we find an equally passionate but more rigid figure who found himself often overshadowed by the brash and aggressive Hamilton, a rivalry that ultimately led to that fateful duel.  In writing the piece, Miranda mused on how much at times he may have empathized more with Burr than Hamilton, and I think this is so valuable in the telling of this story. 

Also, I believe it was fate that while writing Hamilton, Lin and his wife welcomed their first child. The ties between parent and child – Hamilton and Burr alike – and the passing on of a legacy contribute significantly to the beating heart of this story.

There's so much more I want to talk about: the man, the myth, the legend, the family, the history, the shots taken and the shots thrown away, the amazing cast and all working on the show (!!); but I'll curb my ramblings (for now). The blurb used on the Playbill for the show at the Public reads "Who lives? Who dies? Who tells your story?"  It's at times a revelation to learn (more) of the victories, tragedies, and contributions of a lesser-known founding father and how his contributions affected the direction of the United States.  Lin-Manuel Miranda certainly didn't throw away his shot on this one, and we're lucky that he and his family of artists are our storytellers.  It's an exciting, heart-wrenching, hilarious, soul-stirring, humane look back at this country's history with a direct line drawn through the culture of today.  Thrillingly American.

Hamilton is written (music, lyrics, and book) by Lin-Manuel Miranda (with a nod to inspiration from Ron Chernow), choreographed by Andy Blankenbuehler, and directed by Thomas Kail, with musical direction and magic by Alex Lacamoire.  And it stars Miranda as Hamilton, Leslie Odom Jr. as Burr, Christopher Jackson as Washington, Brian d'Arcy James as King George, Daveed Diggs as Lafayette/Jefferson, Okieriete Onaodowan as Mulligan/Madison, Anthony Ramos as Laurens/Philip Hamilton, and Phillipa Soo as Eliza Hamilton, with Renée Elise Goldsberry, Jasmine Cephas Jones, Carleigh Bettiol, Ariana DeBose, Sydney James Harcourt, Sasha Hutchings, Thayne Jasperson, John Rua, Seth Stewart, Betsy Struxness, and Ephraim Sykes.

Full disclosure: For this run of Hamilton, I've not been assigned to draw the show officially.  (Even if that were the case, I'm classified as "non-reviewing press" so the ramblings here are totally my own.  I'm an enthused fan who waited eagerly until tickets went on sale last year and renewed my Public Theater membership so I could get an early shot at buying a ticket.  I'm so happy I did, because these tickets have been popular to say the least!)  I will most likely be assigned to draw Hamilton officially for Broadway.com in the almost certain chance the show transfers to the Broadway. Until then, I threw the following together as my tribute to this amazing show.  Thank you Lin and team!

To commemorate this chapter of Hamilton.  From the shadows of history. Dropping the quill.

To commemorate this chapter of Hamilton.  From the shadows of history. Dropping the quill.

Happy with Billy & Cyndi

Last year, I got a message asking if I'd be interested in contributing a doodle to the radio single release of a duet Billy Porter would perform with Cyndi Lauper on his new recording.  Well, I'm a fan of them both, and here's the sunny result.  I'm not actually sure if they ever used it in any way, but they told me they were happy with it.  And I'm excited to be seeing them perform the tune tomorrow evening at the Appel Room.

Billy and Cyndi getting happy.

Billy and Cyndi getting happy.

Can-Can. Did did (finally).

Here it is.  I've finally completed my cast sketch of the treasured experience that was Can-Can at the Paper Mill Playhouse.  It was the first time in my closing night tradition that the piece wasn't done in time, but I had a full illustration workload and a family visit and a desire to be coherent and enjoy the final moments of the run with those I shared the experience with.

And then I set out to draw in the weeks and months after the fact.  Unsuccessfully.  I rough sketched the thing at least five times and trashed them all.  I was learning a lesson.  It's really tough to pay tribute to an experience that was so dear to me.  I knew so much about the creation of this show that I felt rather inadequate in distilling it into a little illustration.  Every show I draw has similar care put into it, and I need to be attentive and wary about doing my best to pay tribute to that whenever I set pencil to paper.

I'm still not totally satisfied with my work.  Maybe that's what makes the future so inviting.  But with all of this qualification, here's my nod to the crazy wonderful denizens of the Bal du Paradis:

Can-Can at the Paper Mill Playhouse.

Can-Can at the Paper Mill Playhouse.

"Hi! This is Iain!"

Iain Armitage has taken the theatre-going world by storm with his positive remarks and enthusiastic insights as seen in the video reviews of the shows he sees.  He's six years old and the son of theatre artists.  The videos are made with the assistance of his mother, Lee.  The first of Iain's reviews I saw featured Sunday in the Park with George at Signature Theatre in Arlington, VA and I was a fan from the start.  See him chat with Rosie on The View here and watch his interview with Sting here.  Iain's YouTube channel is growing by the week as he gives us hope that the arts just might be alive and well and safe in the hands of future generations..  Rock on, Mr. Iain!

Iain Armitage, theatre reviewer.  "As long as it's not mean it should come from your heart."

Iain Armitage, theatre reviewer.  "As long as it's not mean it should come from your heart."

Mr. Iain and Mr. Squigs.

Mr. Iain and Mr. Squigs.

Update: I had the chance to meet the little guy and his mom in person.  Thanks, Lee, for the photo.  It was a treat to meet you two!

Marian and Geoffrey

Two giants of the theatre passed on recently. Marian Seldes and Geoffrey Holder leave us with such wonderful legacies.

Marian Seldes, 1928-2014.

Marian Seldes, 1928-2014.

Geoffrey Holder, 1930-2014.

Geoffrey Holder, 1930-2014.

As I ruminated on how to draw them, I thought of their hands. So many remembrances of Ms. Seldes mentioned her cupping one's face in her hands as she shared a word of congratulations or encouragement. Mr. Holder's hands were so wonderfully expressive. And hands imply touch. And touch they did. Our hearts. Bless you, Marian Seldes and Geoffrey Holder!

'Twill Be!

Howdy all! As I write this, I'm feeling the gravitational pull of my bed just feet away from me. I'm tired. Exhausted really. It's been a long rehearsal process and tech week. I don't know how the dancers in our show are alive, because this low-impact character man is knackered. After our second show tomorrow, Can-Can at the Paper Mill Playhouse will officially be open.

Jason Danieley, Greg Hildreth, yours truly, and Mark Price on our press day a couple weeks ago (left) and in performance this week (right).

Jason Danieley, Greg Hildreth, yours truly, and Mark Price on our press day a couple weeks ago (left) and in performance this week (right).

I'm so incredibly grateful to have taken this adventure with folks I not only love sharing the stage with, but also sharing the journey and the down time too. A fun, smart, loving, gang of supertalents. Thank you, crazy people! And a crackerjack stage management team and fab crew and support team. And that band! And the thrilling work of our designers! And and and. Thank you!! Finally, I have to thank David Lee, Patti Columbo, and Steve Orich again for bringing me along and trusting me. I'm so grateful.

As you know, I've also been juggling my work for Broadway.com. Since I've been in rehearsals, I've posted This Is Our Youth, Love Letters, You Can't Take It With You, The Country House, and The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time; and I have four more to post before we close. A happily busy season! And although it's been crazy scheduling and seeing shows, drawing, inking, scanning, and coloring – the Broadway Ink and a few additional commissions – while also rehearsing and sleeping, I wouldn't have had it any other way. When all the creative cylinders are firing, I think I feel most alive. My people at Broadway.com gave me the best shout-out here which encapsulates my life right now.  I'm so grateful!

And now, as we give birth to this mega-ton French baby tomorrow eve, I look forward to three more weeks of bliss. Telling stories in Jersey, drawing on the interwebs, and absorbing the coming of autumn. Bring it on!

"When you start to do a Can-Can, TWILL BE so easy for you!" Maybe not easy, but definitely worth it!

Gimme a Flea. A bouncy Flea...

For those who might not know, the BC/EFA Broadway Flea Market plays a significant role in my artistic journey.  To be as succinct as possible: My great friend Ed Watts commissioned a sketch for the opening night of [title of show]. Soon thereafter, I was visiting NYC and learned that I'd be there during this event called the Broadway Flea Market. I contacted the [tos] folk to see if I could tag onto their table with my meager prints and quick-sketching.  The table team was headed by the now famous author and 54 Below talent bookie Jenn Tepper, and it afforded me the chance to get to know the [tos]sers-in-chief, Heidi Blickenstaff, Susan Blackwell, Hunter Bell, Jeff Bowen, and Michael Berresse.  (All of them continue to be depth charges of inspiration to me.)  But the following year, Susan in particular played a part in my leap to the Big Apple.  I planned a trip around the Flea Market that year, which ended up in the Roseland Ballroom due to rain.  But Susan was shooting her very first on-site video for Broadway.com, and it was on this day she introduced me to Paul Wontorek of said website. The next day, Paul and I exchanged e-mails wherein we both learned that each of us wanted to resurrect the regular Broadway caricature publication feature that really hadn't been filled since Hirschfeld passed.  I began making plans to steer my ship towards the east coast by way of Milwaukee.  I arrived in New York City in May of 2010, and within a couple of months, I was drawing regularly for Broadway.com, celebrating the new and exciting on Broadway and beyond.  And within a few months of that, I was creating the first poster of my two year tenure as the BC/EFA main event poster artist.

Today marked the sixth of the last seven Broadway Flea Markets I've had the honor of taking part in.  And I'm feeling all sorts of feelings.

Shots from the first five Broadway Flea Markets I was so happy to attend.

Shots from the first five Broadway Flea Markets I was so happy to attend.

As I set up my little table in the Times Square area, I was once again taken aback at the number of folks who come together to make this event (and many more) happen.  Staff and volunteers.  Folks involved in theatre-related organizations.  Show folk, from onstage and backstage.  Law enforcement and municipal assistance.  And the Broadway fans fans fans!  So many people coming together to funnel funds to Broadway Cares/Equity Fights AIDS, and organization that does so much good in NYC and across the country and around the world, benefiting heavily those outlined by their original goals, but now also addressing many additional desperate needs.  I feel so lucky to have the chance to work along side you all.

I need to acknowledge my own team today: Nikki Hislop, Lance Roberts, Laura Ware, and Justin Roller (oh, and Greg Hildreth, who supervised a little) who went above and beyond to man the table and field questions and keep it all ship shape, even while I had to step away to see a show I have to draw this week.  (Work calls!)  And those of your who bought prints and books and sketches and buttons.  With all of your help, our little table brought in an amount respectably into the four digits for BC/EFA.  Thank you thank you thank you!!

Shots from today in Times Square. Broadway Flea Market 2014!

Shots from today in Times Square. Broadway Flea Market 2014!

And one of the singular blessings of an event like today's is that I get the chance to speak face-to-face with folks I've been in touch with primarily online via my Facebook page, Twitter and Instagram accounts, and my website.  So many of you came out today and made a point to say "hello", and I'm so grateful!  Folks I've drawn in shows and some who've bought prints in previous years.  The Meg from the Phantom Vegas Spectacular who must have thought I was being distant while I was only trying not to burst into tears over her beautiful words of gratitude about a piece my friend Kristi Holden commissioned years back.  The fellows who showed me photos of their entertainment center they decoupaged entirely with printouts of my Broadway.com sketches.  (Me and Mod Podge: Quite the team!)  The teenager who communicated mostly through his mother about his passion for drawing and theatre, and asked advice for how to forge on, and then bought prints and an original pencil sketch.  Friends I've gained over the years at Broadway Flea Markets past, and some I met just today.  You all did my heart so much good.  I sit at my desk to create this stuff, and I enjoy it very much.  But it's really something when I get to meet up in person with people who tell me that they enjoy it.  It's not why I do what I do, but it's the absolutely most amazing perk.  Thank you all!

Squigs buttons and Can-Can postcards!

Squigs buttons and Can-Can postcards!

So now, my heart is full to overflowing, and I've got Can-Can rehearsal at 11am in South Orange, NJ.  I'm going to finish this celebratory beer and hit the hay before midnight.  And I'm sure I'll shed a few more grateful tears over the vast glory of this September day.

Never, never be an artist, unless...

Hello.  My name is Squigs.  I'm an artist who draws what's onstage.  And I will soon be playing an artist on the stage of the Paper Mill Playhouse.  (Talk about "meta.")  Yes, I'll be playing the role of bohemian painter Etienne in what's been announced as the Broadway-bound Paper Mill run of Cole Porter's Can-Can.  I'm pretty darn thrilled.

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The journey of this production (and my participation therein) began in 2007 with a well-received production at the Pasadena Playhouse.  Last year it received a workshop reading here in NYC, and we keep kickin' this year with the run at the ol' Paper Mill.  I'm so grateful to those who have brought me along.  Director David Lee and choreographer Patti Columbo and musical director Steve Orich.  Thank you thank you thank you for trusting me and making me a part of this wacky family.  Thank you to our lead producer, Jonathan Burrows, and the production team that has been assembled.  And thank you to all the wonderfully crazy people all along the way who are so amazingly talented and have made me a better person and performer.  I treasure all of you.

To see the shenanigans – the laughs, the romance, the swords, the kicks, the ruffles, the booze, the intrigue, the beautiful Parisian sky, the arts and crafts – get your tickets HERE.

Cole Porter wrote, "Never, never be an artist.  UNLESS you want to have a marvelous time!"  Yup. What he said.  Here we go!

My sketch from our 2007 Pasadena Playhouse production of Can-Can.

My sketch from our 2007 Pasadena Playhouse production of Can-Can.

Video: Interviewed by Jonah Verdon.

Earlier this year, I was asked by this fellow if he could interview me for his video series "Making It Happen" for the Carnegie Hall Musical Exchange.  Jonah was starring in the hilarious show Disaster! the Musical (as twins) and I was honored to drop by the Theater at St. Luke's to share some of the lint of knowledge and experience that has gathered in the trap of my mind over the years.  I could have projected and enunciated more, but it gives a nice glimpse into the how and why of what I do what I do.

Jonah Verdon's "Making It Happen" for Carnegie Hall Musical Exchange.

Thank you Jonah (and Jonah's mother on camera) for the chance to chat (and for the shout-outs about Can-Can)!

Art thievery.

Hey folks!  A couple of months back, I saw a couple of critical comments about my work over at the Broadway.com Facebook page.  Please know I'm taking it with a grain of salt, but I'm still intrigued by the question it brings up.  See the screen capture below and look at the last two comments.  What do you think?

Screen capture from the Broadway.com Facebook page. ©2014 Broadway.com.

Screen capture from the Broadway.com Facebook page. ©2014 Broadway.com.

I'm indeed a huge fan of Al Hirschfeld.  The blurb this commenter quoted is true.  I am deeply reverent of that which came before me.  But I'm also confident enough in my work to know that I have my own unique angle on the style and I would never be successful at stealing the Hirschfeld style because it is his style.  My work is definitely an homage to a great artist, but it's my homage.

This is something artists will always face.  The idea of borrowing or stealing style.  Ken Fallin began his career lovingly spoofing Hirschfeld in the posters for Forbidden Broadway, and even though he has developed his own take, I'm sure he still runs into people who make the comparison.  Sam Norkin was a contemporary of Al and his work was in the same vein, and I know he was occasionally referred to as "the other Hirschfeld."  And it's very likely that a young Albert Hirschfeld was compared to predecessors and contemporaries too.

What makes an artist unique is his or her perspective.  Why do I make this person bigger in a sketch than another person?  Why do the lines of these other two folks intersect?  How do I decide to make the illustration visually flow in the direction it does?  Why did I make a point of including that locket?  How did I come to use this particular color palette?  I could steal all of the bits of Al's visual language but it wouldn't mean a thing without intent.  Mr. Hirschfeld wasn't just doing visual schtick.  He was serving the subject and their stories and personalities.  Every time I pick up a pen I try my best to do the same thing in my own way.  I will never be the wonderful Al Hirschfeld.  There will never be another Al Hirschfeld.  But then there also will never be another me, and I look forward to being me for a long time to come.  So far so good.

Robin Williams

I have a multitude of connections with Robin Williams.  The great majority of these are similar to those shared by millions: A performance in a movie or TV show or concert, or an appearance on a talk show or charity benefit.  I had a knock-off pair of Mork suspenders.  My brother and I imitated Popeye’s fall into deep water during days at the pool.  I saw Dead Poets Society during that profound period of transition between high school and college, and it made me yearn to bring my own verse to the world.  After Todd Anderson had his breakthrough in class, John Keating said, “Don’t you forget this.”  I haven’t forgotten it either.

I’ve been entertained and enthralled by Robin Williams' work for nearly my entire life.  So, I was thrilled when we connected face to face a few years back:

I was assigned to draw Bengal Tiger at the Baghdad Zoo as part of my regular assignments for Broadway.com.

Robin went to Juilliard and had a pretty deep connection to the theatre.  He joined Steve Martin, F. Murray Abraham, and Bill Irwin for a production of Waiting for Godot in the 1988 and he had brought his comedy to the Broadway stage.  But he made his Broadway acting debut in Bengal Tiger at the Baghdad Zoo wherein he played the titular role.  Set in troubled Iraq, the story sought glimmers of friendship, redemption, and beauty amidst the tragedy and absurdity of war.  These days, producers often anchor a production's ticket sales with a star that’s known beyond the theatre.  Robin was the anchor of this production and it was such a thrill to see him work live.

Bengal Tiger at the Baghdad Zoo, 2011.

Bengal Tiger at the Baghdad Zoo, 2011.

Once my illustration posted on the website, Robin’s assistant contacted me about his desire to buy the original ink sketch as well as five prints.  What an honor!  I worked solely with his assistant who asked if I would ship directly to his home on the west coast.  I did so.  I was jazzed but still wished I would have had the chance to meet him.  But then many others in his cast also bought prints, and on the day I delivered them, I found myself alone in the stage management office at the Richard Rodgers Theatre, awaiting some payments.  A familiar face appeared.  “Are you the artist?”  John Keating and Mork and Popeye flashed through my brain as I said “Yes.”  “I think I bought the original.”  “Yes you did, and thank you.”  We shook hands and I stammered through some feeble attempt at summing up all the admiration I had for his work.  He was gracious, but he had to rush off to run the fight choreography before that day's performance.  After I finished my business, I had to cross the stage to exit the stage door.  I tried to be discreet, but as I passed, Robin briefly held fight call.  He gave me two thumbs up and said “Good job, boss.”

I should add that earlier that day, the producers of their play had announced that their play would be closing prematurely.  It was so lovely and incredibly classy of this fellow to think of others in the midst of a tough day.  I’m so grateful for that.  Thank you Robin.

Robin Williams.

Robin Williams.

Jane Monheit

On Sunday, I had the pleasure of attending the first night of Jane Monheit's residency at Birdland here in NYC.  I've loved and admired the work of this brilliant chanteuse for some years now, and I was so happy to witness her artistry and that of her band – Michael Kanan on piano, Neal Miner on bass, and Ricky Montalbano on drums – and special guests Angelo DiLoreto, Jim Caruso, Billy Stritch, and the singular Marilyn Maye.  What a show!

Jane Monheit and band.

Jane Monheit and band.

I chose a dusty black and white treatment on the illustration as a nod to the history of Birdland, both the present location and the original a bit uptown.  On this evening, Birdland owner Gianni Valenti unveiled a lovely Seth Walters photo on the wall as a tribute to Jane from her jazz home.  It joined the gorgeous black and white portraits of jazz greats from across the years.  My doodle is a variation on a theme.

Y'all, Jane will be in residency most Sundays at 6pm through September 2014 at Birdland.  Go!

Thank you, Arthur Gelb.

I was sad to learn of the recent passing of Mr. Arthur Gelb, whose influence shaped the NY Times for decades. And he along with his wife Barbara are considered foremost experts on Eugene O'Neill and his work. Read his amazing obituary tribute. What a life!

Arthur and Barbara Gelb.

Arthur and Barbara Gelb.

I was honored to be asked to draw the Gelbs. My friend and former professor Jeff Kennedy commissioned the piece on behalf of the O'Neill Society for presentation at an event that also included Tony Kushner, Jeanine Tesori, and Louise Kerz Hirschfeld.  My head was spinning.  Truly a lovely honor.

In my brief encounter with the Gelbs, Arthur was incredibly gracious. I hope it's not tacky to post, but I was so honored to receive the following e-mail after the presentation. It's a lovely glimpse into his kindness. And as one who greatly admires Al Hirschfeld, you'll see why I happily freaked out:

Dear Justin,
Thanks a million for your witty drawing of Barbara and me. It will hang in a proper place beside our cherished Hirschfeld collection on the wall of my study. Al was my friend for decades; when I was a member of the theater department of The Times in the 1950s he'd deliver his drawing to me each week and I'd unwrap the brown paper covering the white slab of cardboard on which Al had inked his amazing caricature. The brown paper, incidentally, always carried Al's hand-printed warning: "Handle With Care and Don't Dip In Chicken Fat." Then my Times colleagues would gather around and we'd proceed to search for the "Ninas" hidden among what Al had just wrought. What a great weekly treat that was for all of us! (And Nina, of course, was his daughter's name.)
With appreciation and with Barbara's and my warmest wishes,
Arthur

My best wishes go out to Barbara and the family, and those who valued friendship with this fellow. Rest well, good sir. Thank you.

Me with Arthur and Barbara.

Me with Arthur and Barbara.

Capping the Broadway season.

Well, now that the last of my sketches of the Broadway season have posted on Broadway.com, I thought it'd be fun to see all of them together.  There were 42 productions that opened that I drew in 40 illustrations.  Take a peek:

Squigs Limited Editions

I love drawing brand new shows and productions.  The fresh work and fresh takes on substantial pieces.  But.  I want to draw the shows of the past as well.  The ground-breaking and legendary.  The ones with cult followings.  Those that have inspired me, written by people who have inspired me, performed by people who have inspired me, designed by people who have inspired me.  There's so much to draw.  And I've got to start somewhere.

The original Broadway cast of Into the Woods.

The original Broadway cast of Into the Woods.

As I embark on this adventure (while still drawing the new stuff) I've put out feelers on my various social media feeds to see what folks want to see.  I put this through the filter of what I want to draw and have come up with these four pieces to start the original Broadway casts of Into the Woods, Rent, A Chorus Line, and an image from The Phantom of the Opera.

The original Broadway cast of A Chorus Line.

The original Broadway cast of A Chorus Line.

The original Broadway cast of Rent.

The original Broadway cast of Rent.

The Phantom's Red Death costume from The Phantom of the Opera.

The Phantom's Red Death costume from The Phantom of the Opera.

Some of the shows I'll be drawing next will likely be more in the Sondheim canon (Sweeney Todd and Sunday in the Park with George), Titanic, and a couple shows that are both enjoying their latest revivals this spring (Les Misérables and Cabaret).

These pieces are being released as limited edition (series of 50 each) Giclee prints and are available here.

Tip o' the Hat: Rick Starr.

Rick Starr was the most amazing resource and biggest fan the Los Angeles cabaret and theatre scene ever had.  He is missed.  Today, friends gather to pay tribute.

Quick Draw: Billy Stritch & Jim Caruso

"Do one thing every day that scares you." – Eleanor Roosevelt

Billy and Jim in their finale after my doodlin' deed was done.

Billy and Jim in their finale after my doodlin' deed was done.

Most days I'm quite content to sit at my cozy desk, doodling... or daydreaming about doodling.  It takes so much effort to tackle something that's outside the comfort zone, but then I try to remind myself of Mrs. Roosevelt's cattle prod of a quote as I have done for many years now.  I can honestly say that almost all of my most treasured experiences and accomplishments have come because I crossed the line of what was "easy."  Now, some scary decisions are big.  Like quitting a day job or moving to a new city.  Some aren't that dramatic but still can give a person a jolt.

I am such a big fan of Jim Caruso and Billy Stritch, brilliant entertainers both.  So when they asked on a whim if I'd sit in and draw them on their first live streaming web concert, I happily agreed!  What was I getting myself into??  It was not unlike my days as a quick sketch event caricaturist, right?  Sort of.  They introduced me near the beginning of the concert and explained what I would be doing.  Then I got started.  About ten minutes in, I realized that I wasn't working towards a quick sketch piece but rather a piece that was much more finished.  It would have to be a little rough around the edges, but I was attempting a studio illustration live on the interwebs.  I got a wee bit flop sweaty nervous.  Ha!  And as if I weren't shaky enough, I was using the piano as my desk and Billy was playing with vigor, so I found another flat surface.  For a while I was racking my brain for an excuse why I wouldn't be able to show the thing at the end.  Then, the sketch took a turn and I realized that I wouldn't have to hide it.  And the addition of a big pop of color made it better too.  I was done just a couple of minutes before the fellows called me back in front of the webcam.  What a ride!  Thanks, fellows, for the adventure!

The final piece.  Rough around the edges, but still pretty spiffy I think.

The final piece.  Rough around the edges, but still pretty spiffy I think.

Tip o' the Hat: Murder for Two

I saw this wonderful show when it was at 2ST's uptown space and thoroughly enjoyed myself.  AND I was ASTONISHED at the ability of the two fellows onstage – Brett Ryback and Jeff Blumenkrantz – not only taking us along on this hilarious whodunit ride of a story, but also accompanying themselves on the piano. 

Jeff was an advocate of my art in the years just before I moved to NYC.  The simple gesture of posting one of my sketches on his homepage brought me a few valuable connections, and for that I'm so grateful.  Now, as he departs Murder for Two at the end of this week, I wanted to tip the ol' hat to him and all involved as the run continues.  Murder for Two: They put the Laughter in Manslaughter.  (I love that tagline!)

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