PROOF: The Fruit of Boredom

5.27.2012

East Side at Night
2001

I think what a lot of us did was, when the bars closed, we went across the river to E. St. Louis in Illinois where clubs stayed open until, like, five in the morning (shocking all the drunk driving that went on and probably still does). On one such foray I was drunk and confused and walked out of a club alone and was not allowed back in. So, stranded by myself in the parking lot, I started taking pictures of whatever was there. Most all of them were useless, but this one has a pretty nice mood to it.

Here are some of the people I was with that night: Rosa, Mary, Lance and someone else I can't make out.

3.03.2012

Guardian of the Cross
2005

I always loved this illustration but it never did get used for anything.
I don't have the original vector file for it anymore either, which is a shame.
All that's left of it is this jpg of my imagined superheroine,
The Defender of Mercy.

12.05.2009

Irwin, The Fire Man, Trips Over The Hose.
1986

We didn't even have a table.

We were just drawing on top of books in our laps. That's how I remember these getting made. I had this little room on the back, eastern corner of that building on Ocean View in the Westlake neighborhood of L.A. and we sat in there one night just drinking (most likely) and drawing. I think at first it was just me and Sarah killing time and then Ed came in from the other room and added his thing. A little later Dan came up from H.G. Daniels where he worked in that day and began to draw in his stuff in with ours. Then a little while after that David came by, probably with some weed, and then things got even sillier.

Sarah and I were just on the phone tonight talking about how we hardly ever draw anymore and how much we both miss this little chunk of our lives. It was a lively time, for sure. We were all young art school dropouts without too many cares and an enormous natural facility for amusing ourselves. None of us had cars or TVs and we were all perfectly content just hanging out drawing. Sure I miss it and I should. I miss all those guys and all the laughs, all that spark and originality.

So these group drawings are then attributed to David Zelig Bornstien, Daniel Philip Brack, Edward Ferdinand Andrew Pollard, Sarah Lynn Clayton and me, Christopher Lynn Gustave.