Lebron James is the best player in the NBA as well as my best drawing. Four years in the making – not because it took four straight years – but because college introduced me to the world of graphic design. Still, if I could draw NBA players and rap stars all day and make enough to support myself that might be what I’d do.
Stephon Marbury has taken a career plunge as of late, but this image sets him on his blacktop playground on Coney Island. Let’s hope Starbury finds his hardwood home sooner than later.
Kevin Condra often plays the role of Jesus in the local church dramas where I grew up. What’s more important is his life is not an act.
I lost three friends my senior year of high school and drew these portraits as a way to raise money for their families as well as deal with my personal pain.
Portrait of Delaware based rapper King Cyz, for his album Wake Up.
Charcoal of Jordan’s first championship with the Bulls.
Portrait of Allen Iverson, at the prime of his career in Philadelphia.
While the image is indeed of Vince Carter’s mindnumbing maneuver in the 2000 Olympic games, I tend to also think of it as a metaphor of the relationship between the United States and France. Or at least before we turned into pansies as well.
Believe it or not, Kevin Garnett was actually happy back when he played for the L-Wolves.
James Parker Grove, one of the reasons I have the freedom to do most of what I do.
Glimmers of hope during Vinsanity’s exile to Canada.
Tongue edited for younger viewership.
It’s 1984, and the city’s about to get windier.
Drawing for a Veterans of Foreign Wars contest that placed fourth nationally. Not much commentary needed.
Ink portrait of a local man’s house. Guess what his last name was.
Fathers: doesn’t this look like the type of individual you’d like dating your fourteen-year-old daughter? Mothers: wouldn’t you say this is the perfect babysitter for the twins?
Yeh, you saw it on TV. But you didn’t really see it.