Paintings by Jim Houser

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austinkleon:

Paintings by Jim Houser 

Here’s an interview with Houser that I found — I love this story about sketching in a Denny’s: 

After I got kicked out of college, I used to sit in a Denny’s that was about a 15 minute walk from my house. I’d go there at 8 or 9 at night, and sit at the counter and listen to my walkman and draw and write in sketchbooks. I did this every night, for 2 or 3 years maybe. I’d draw stuff for the waitresses and they’d give me free pie or French fries. And coffee was a dollar with unlimited re-fills. So, it was someplace to go, out of my house, when I only had a dollar. These sketchbooks I used to keep, there’s a bit of obsessive compulsive disorder to them, when I look back at them. Little things I would do that maybe were a bit odd. Like, every time they would refill my coffee cup, whatever I was doing, I’d draw a little coffee-cup at the top of the page.

You can follow him on Instagram here.