I’m not able to attend Noir City this year, so I’ve decided to hold my own film noir festival at home, starting with The Money Trap featuring the considerable charms of Elke Sommer.

A few days ago Journalista posted a link (via Boing Boing) to an artist who has drawn his mother’s entire high school yearbook. It reminded me that I used to do the same exercise, though not nearly as ambitious or as well-drawn as John Martz’s project. I used to dig up my old yearbooks every time I found myself falling into the trap of drawing the same kind of face over and over again. I’ve been having a slightly different problem recently, but returning to this practice has been helpful in getting me over that hurdle.