When his health started to get worse in the mid-70s, Miles Davis put down his trumpet and picked up his paintbrush. When he started playing in public again in the early 80s, he took a sketchpad with him wherever he went. In a long interview in 1982, on the eve of his moving attempt to perform again at the Hammersmith Odeon in London, he continued sketching, “scribbling” the outlines of a sinuous black woman with a variety of hard-tipped coloured pens, as if to tell the story of his days with Charlie Parker on 52nd street in an intense idiom packed with humour.
When his health started to get worse in the mid-70s, Miles Davis put down his trumpet and picked up his paintbrush. When he started playing in public again in the early 80s, he took a sketchpad with him wherever he went. In a long interview in 1982, on the eve of his moving attempt to perform again at the Hammersmith Odeon in London, he continued sketching, “scribbling” the outlines of a sinuous black woman with a variety of hard-tipped coloured pens, as if to tell the story of his days with Charlie Parker on 52nd street in an intense idiom packed with humour.