It was a brisk, Hollywood night with stars scattered above my head and throughout the club. I was on the patio talking with Rahsaan Patterson about music, touring and the guy grilling Italian sausages about 20 feet away. As much as I adore this brother’s music, our conversation was more “man-to-man” than “artist-to-fan.” I always feel in my element when surrounded by fellow creative spirits; it’s probably one of the most natural states for me.
With the muted thump of the bass drum slamming against the closed patio door, it dawned on me that this maestro of soul hadn’t been featured on my webcomic. How did this happen? How could I have failed to illustrate one of the closest friends of APNF’s obsession (i.e., Lalah Hathaway)? This had to be remedied soon. My eyes immediately transformed from my soul’s window to my muse’s 12-megapixel camera. Whenever I draw a guest on APNF, I rely on my photographic memory and a modicum of Google images. Photographs are cool, but when they’re standing a few feet in front of you, it allows you to capture the details found in their spiritual energy as well as their physical appearance.
In the last 15 minutes of chatting with Rahsaan, my mind recorded the details of the singer I’ve admired for decades. It was cold. It was dark. He was comfortable. I was cool. We were chilling…literally. Months later, I’m able to recall that conversation and the images surrounding the experience. No Google images needed. Just my mind and God’s gift to recall and create another music hero from sketch to screen.
Get ready, brother.