This fellow is John Tobin, our resident 3D sketcher, the rest of us being merely two-dimensional, with the possible exception of Bernard on painting night, who throws up thick gouts of paint onto his canvas, the final product resembling a relief map of a mountainous naked-person continent. Whoops, didn't mean to imply that he employs projectile vomiting there. His methods are conventional, in the painting realm at least. As for Mr. Tobin, it's fascinating to have a sculptor at figure drawing--especially during the one-minute poses.
Jesus! I just heard this on NPR, during a discussion of some heinous behavior on the part of Goldman Sachs: "There is nothing wrong with it, other than on moral grounds." Other than on moral grounds! Sigh. We're doomed.