Adventures in Art:
The other day I met an old lady while sketching in Allen Gardens. We ended up talking for at least an hour about basically everything. It pretty much made my day - and maybe her day as well. I think we needed to find each other. Sometimes I think you can be more honest with strangers than with people you actually know.
Another page ripped out of my sketchbook. All the good ones never stay in there - but they usually have the best stories.
I think I should draw in public more. It's the only way I make friends.