They’re the worst portraits money can purchase — he ensures it.
Big Apple road Artist Ricky Brown spends as little time as attainable creating “terrible” portraits with a Sharpie that even he admits are “bare minimum doodles.”
And his work ethic — or lack thereof — is paying off.
“On a good day, I can walk away with like $1,000, which is crazy considering they’re really bad. I’ve probably drawn 10,000 at this point,” Brown, 24, informed The Post. “I just accumulate a lot of money during the summer and then just coast through the winter.”
His “Really Bad Portraits” are performed on printer paper, take him simply 60 seconds to attract and promote for $5 a piece.
In addition to the one portraits, the Bed-Stuy denizen provides a $100 lifetime membership.
“It’s the best bang for your buck — but only one person has ever bought it, and then I never saw him again,” Brown mentioned. “I was hoping he would constantly follow me around day and night, hounding me for portraits, but I guess he just wanted to support a local artist.”
Unlike caricature artists, who goal to ship hyperbolic however considerably crafted cartoons that may take so long as listening to Lynyrd Skynyrd’s “Free Bird,” Brown admits his work is extra akin to a grade college artwork class with squiggly traces and malformed options.
“They’re like a child’s drawing,” he mentioned. “Super quick and crummy — that’s the gold standard for me.”
When Brown arrange store at Washington Square Park Wednesday, his first buyer was Lee Klein, a poet, essayist and curator. Lee mentioned Brown’s interpretation made him look a lot youthful and didn’t embrace his “crazy amblyopic (lazy) eye.”
“I feel like this has kinda got the zany spirit of me,” Lee, 56, mentioned of the depiction. “His truncation is pretty good. By doing the worst portraits, being self-effacing, eventually some gallery will come here and rebrand him.”
As The Post left the park that day, Brown continued to hawk his artwork to vacationers and NYU graduates in black caps and purple robes.
“They’re terrible, I promise,” he shouted.