The drawings today are a bit more about trains and subways and aeroplanes. It seems that a lot of what I draw has something to do with transportation. The reasons for this are very obvious. When being carried from one place to another in a big metal container, one can do many interesting things, but all of them are somehow taking place in a sitting position. Writing is good on trains and reading is, drawing is as well. On the subway one can not really look out the window, except for when the train enters the station or when it passes by a cavity discovered by graffiti artists. (There is one between 89th Street and 96th Street and it very much rocks.) When taking the elevated train, like the 7 line or the JMZ, the landscape outside feels as if one traveled in a low hovering helicopter (a ghetto-bird) through very diverse and historic and really fascinating places. (The 7 line is thus declared a landmark as far as I know.)
Making airplane drawings is just a really great joy. I really like to travel by plane. At least the intercontinental trips still have something special to them. (Especially when not traveling in all the way in the back of the plane.) Planes are the closest thing to what it must have felt when the first explorers embarked on their travels. The vessels they used were just such vulnerable little things with not an option to just stop and ask the next farmer for some fresh water. Airplanes are a bit like that, except with a really great view. They are little bubbles of design, packed efficiently with people who have some very specific plans. This is the good stuff.