Back to the bar, with Rick and Marr. Again, Marr did some drawings in his own little sketchbook, but I didn’t get snaps. Rick and I drew heads. Above is werewolf Orson Welles, by me, inked by Rick. Below, Leonard Cohen-like bar guy, drawn by Rick and inked my me. But I did that later, when I got back home.
I’m sure there’s something we did that I’ve missed and I’ll find later. Below is a little drawing of Rick’s that I inked. We were actually arguing about each other’s art. Marr was leaving, and probably thinking we would come to blows. But we were soon very jolly together, drawing away, and having a good old time.