Wednesday, July 18, 2012
Sketches on a Subway on the way home. It was a tough looking man with the bike near doors. Suddenly he start talking to me in different language, may be Portuguese , I didn't understand, it felt aggressive. I shook my head in "No" gesture. Some random lady suddenly translated to me, it was in Spanish, that he likes my drawings, beautiful, very good. What an exposure. I mumbled "Gracias" completely bewildered and missed on sketching adorable baby in blue stripy swimming suit with funny looking curly father in a hat. May be I should draw them from memory?