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This was a bat-mitzvah at Hackney’s in Glencoe.  I drew thirty-five teenagers in three hours.  That’s a clipping pace, which was made possible by the mom’s excellent organization of the event and her decision to go with black-and-white drawings. When the host’s emphasis is on getting the most people drawn, b/w is the logical choice.  Notice, also, that the bodies are not in activities, which also take extra time to draw.  But what I did get into the drawing is attitude, don’t you agree.  Attitude is so important in a caricature!  Especially with kids, where I really don’t do sarcasm.  That would be psychologically risky for young people, I think, and I’m not there to poke them into self-doubt.  (Save that for adults, hmmm.)

Thank you, Keri!

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At this bat-mitzvah family and close friends gathered in a very casual atmosphere at Milt’s BBQ for the Perplexed. Nobody quoted Maimonides, though that would have been interesting. The food looked yummy, the BBQperplexed2music was wonderful and my job as the caricaturist was thoroughly enjoyable. I drew eighteen people in two hours, some in color and some in black/white. Thank you, Linnea.
The fabulous guitarist was Nick Mizock. He played Albeniz, Torrega and Bach, and sang the better popular songs from the past five decades. What a musician!   http://nickmizock.com/
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As I was drawing the bat-mitzvah, I asked her what the topic of her speech in the synagogue had been.  She said, it was that you should do good without expecting to be rewarded.

You see, I go to my job to make people laugh and that’s fine.  And in return, I get so much more than a pay check.  I get inspired.  A twelve year old girl who had her long blond hair curled in the 19th century manner for this occasion and asked for a caricaturist and dress up stuff to be photographed in with her friends , well, this girl was wise and inspiring.  Thank you, Julia.

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After the Trinity bash in Carmel (see post, Nov 15),  I crashed at relatives in Indianapolis , drove to the University of Chicago the next morning and found parking—parking!—on 57th Street  two doors down from the Quadrangle Club.  I accepted this good luck without superstition, thinking that parking two or three block away would also have been welcome since in that case I would have had a longer walk through the drizzly, sweet-smelling, leaf-strewn, picturesque campus.  When you enter the foyer of the Quadrangle Club, you step on highly polished shale, you notice the Bokhara rug and the leather couches in the sitting areas, and the leaded-glass windows in the landing of the winding, balustrated staircase. Veddy, veddy posh,  not quite Arthurian, but definitely Pre-Raphaelite.  The sounds, however, were not lutey at all and nobody danced the gavotte.  The sounds at this simcha were all hard drivin’ rock-n-roll, hip hop and a dash of reggae to bend the spine. When the kids weren’t bopping on the dance floor in the adjacent room, they were wiggling and lip syncing all around me.  I was set up in the solarium, the light-drenched spacious middle room with a second floor view of afternoon fall foliage.  Perfect.  We were celebrating Monica L.’s bat-mitzvah.  Did I say “kids” earlier?  More like eleven going on twenty-four.  It’s a great age:  braces  and glitter and spaghetti straps and high heels that get kicked off by the time the chocolate fountain and the cake arrives on the desert table—which was in the solarium.  I drew forty-two girls and two boys.   So-called “adults” didn’t have a chance.

Congratulations, Monica!

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