From 1978, age 7. I think it was for Mother's Day. Clearly I had proportion issues. (Though I must say my handwriting is much better here than it is now.)
My clay bust from high school... kinda creepy. I wanted to pitch it but my mom said it stayed... in the extra bedroom, that I sleep in when visiting. Nice. Thing is a heavy mutha too.
Slightly better.
A pencil drawing I did when I was around 17 (framed because it was in some art show at the time). I was obsessed with NYC since I first went there in '85. I ended up going every year with my parents and took countless photos, and this was a collage I made with some of the photos and then drew it. I remember going to the top of the World Trade Center, and I'm glad the towers are a part of it here.
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