I decided to scan in some of my old sketchbook drawings and post them occasionally. These were from 1992. I was into sharp lines and pointillism then. Funny, I love how I signed each one on the page of the book too. Silly. Even my signature was so different, I would never sign things like that now.
I rarely have time to sit and fill a sketch book now, but I used to love doing these. When I first moved to the city in 1989, I would hang out at the Subway Inn off of 59th street, wasted and high with my headphones on just tooling away at these. I always thought they would get me laid showing chicks all my cool drawings but they were just too weird. It never happened.