My quick sketch of a sleepy construction worker on the subway.
In this cartoon vignette,
You’ll see an unlikely quartet.
Not en route to a soiree,
Just strangers on the subway.
A pretty face can also make a nice cartoon!
I needed a stress release this week, and I found it in my daily sketching practice!
Two more faces from my subway travels...
The long and short of it...face types, that is. Because beauty is often found in irregularities.
The upside of riding NY's MTA so frequently is that there are always interesting faces to sketch. Here are a few from my travels this week...
Killing time in Time Square this past week meant that I had ample opportunities for people watching and cartoon sketching.
There was so much about my recent trip to Paris that was wonderful. Unexpectedly, my time spent sightseeing alone each day was partly what made the trip so memorable.
As I explored the different Arrondisements, it didn’t matter if I stopped every five feet to snap a picture, decided to veer off my charted course to wander down an interesting side street, or found myself lost and had to retrace my steps. When my feet got tired or I got hungry, I stopped to rest or to eat; and at the end of the day I always had adventures to report back to my husband.
My sketch book was always handy, and since Paris is a city for people watching my cafe breaks provided the perfect opportunity to try and capture the expressions and spirit of those around me.
In short, I would say that my entire trip was trés parfait except for one little thing. Everyone (or so it seems) in Paris smokes – and I’m not referring to the occasional social cigarette. Parisians seem to be heavy weight champions in the sport of chain smoking. Sitting in the those wonderful outdoor cafes means you’re liable to be served up a side of cancer along with your Chèvre.
C’est domage, but maybe by the next time I visit that will have changed. Here’s hoping…