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She was demure, mostly.  Her posture was composed and genteel. She looked straight at me as if she had been instructed for a movie take. The deep iridescent blue highlighted her hooded eyes to great dramatic effect.  I looked at her, I looked him, I tried to read this relationship.  She noticed my quizzical look and twitched the corners of her pouty mouth in amusement.

Amusement and tolerance.  She was putting up with him, evidently.  How shall I describe this man?  He was rotund and leaned towards her so that his head was snuggling against her shoulder and neck, all the while giving me a knowing, squinty look or maybe a leer.  He smiled sweetly, seductively, even lasciviously, and at the same time he projected innocence, even a child-like pleasure in just being alive.  He tilted his head so that I had a hard time getting a look at his baby face.  A leering baby face?  No, scrap that.  Try Buddha.  Maybe that’s closer: the smiling Buddha, or if not, then one of those Zen monks who’ve just been zapped and melted in satori.  In other words, I couldn’t pick up a reading on this guy.

So, I drew her demureness first, hoping that he would find himself somehow in my drawing.  I don’t have a lot of time to figure these things out, you know.  There are ten people in line, gotta get this drawing done.  I drew his Buddha-baby face and then, suddenly, my brush-tip marker went with the feeling.  And out came this fat, sturdy baby, belly-button and diapers, shoulder pulled up in a knowing sassiness and hand on hip.

When I turned the drawing around for them so see, her lapis lazuli eye lids sparkled and he, well, he must have recognized himself. He lost it.

Several minutes later, as I was drawing the next or maybe the second or third couple after them, I felt a gentle pair of arms embracing my shoulders and a cheek against my left ear.   I rubbed his arm.  He was moved and grateful.  I tell you, that brush-tip marker sometimes gets at that pleasure of just being alive.

(This post is the last of the series that started 12.13.11 with “American Eagle Party at Rosemont Convention Center” and then heated up to “Cleavage” and “Da Thong.”  It was just a great party!)

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This was a well-planned event, with me being booked three months before.  The grand ballroom at the Rosemont CC is huge and the hallways reminded me that we now have seven billion people on the planet—might as well plan for them showing up some evening.  The band played Roaring Twenties tunes with a sweet clarinet, to fit the dominant theme of the evening.  Women wore hats and strands of pearls, guys showed up in dark shirts. A cigarette girl in fishnet stockings was giving away chocolate cigars and flashing rings, one size fits all. On the dance floor, Charleston lessons for all.  Everybody was in such a good mood, the five hours passed in a rhinestone flash.

Again, I’ll show just a small selection of the dozens of drawing (at least 50 people) from Saturday night and the reactions when I turn the drawing around and they first see it.  In this post I’m only showing the drawings with people wearing outer garments, though the women will be in low cut dresses.  In the next post, “Cleavage and Thongs,”  I’ll have drawings of people who didn’t have time to get fully dressed before rushing to this much anticipated party or who were more or less dressed but so sexy that the only way to draw them was un.

Thank you, Missy and Todd!

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The woman, above, was due and not sure she would make it through the evening.  this big laugh must have been  good for her and the baby and the father.

Then there are instances where I don’t steady the camera in my right hand and the picture’s blurriness conveys the dynamics of the evening.

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