. . . and I ain’t got nobody,
I’ve got my watercolors,
so I think I’ll paint.
As we mature we don’t worry so much about being alone. So who’s “mature” out there?

“Lined up on a Saturday night”
9x7" watercolor
Let me get back on track. 42nd Street is no longer 42nd Street; so don’t even go there. But do go to
42nd Street [
Oyster Bar] on the corner of West and Jones Street in Raleigh where you’ll find the grocery-store-turned-oyster-bar-turned-most popular seafood house in town. I’m grateful to the folks at this place for allowing me paint in their cocktail lounge when I find reason to get off the streets of Raleigh.
Plein air painters all need a back up plan when night falls or when the weather turns sour, and
42nd Street Oyster Bar fills my need. Besides, last Saturday, after an intense drawing session with
Dr. Sketchy’s* group, I needed some nourishment.
* A few of the drawings I did on Saturday afternoon of Dr. Sketchy’s models can be viewed
On the Plein Air Trail, just a click away.