Jul 23, 2012
I'm not sure I should even tell this story but what the hell. There has been a terrible heat wave in New York for quite some time now. Temperatures get into the upper 90's almost every day. I went drawing with Danny Gregory one weekend. He suggested we go to where they keep the garbage trucks. I, like an idiot, said why not. We actually brought sandwiches with us, as if we were picnicking on the Seine river. It was so sunny and hot, that when we got there we hid under the shade of a garbage truck. I don't have to explain that it stunk in there. I'm sure it's like being in Calcutta or something, you just get used to it very quickly. There we are, like 2 jackasses, sipping bottles of cold water and eating ham and cheese sandwiches, while garbage trucks zoom to and fro in front of us all morning long. Every time I started to draw a truck, some guy would get in and drive off with it. I learned that all garbage trucks are not the same. Suddenly I would have to make the new garbage truck I was drawing adapt to the old one I had chose to draw. Then some dude would move that one or park a different one in front of the one I was drawing. Not only was it hot and stinky but I couldn't catch a break either. This drawing is a complete Frankenstein of many trucks put together. Finally, a guard came and told us to leave. He said it was too dangerous to have 2 upscale fancy creative directors sitting on lounge chairs in the middle of the garbage truck depot, while trucks constantly just miss hitting us. It seemed like a hazard waiting to happen. I understood and quite frankly was happy to leave. But I did get this nice drawing out of it.