I spotted this guy at the Farmer’s Market on Sunday and had to sketch him. There was so much more there that I didn’t capture. He was like a living cartoon. Perhaps a relative of Einstein. His face seemed to be frozen into an expression brought about by years and years of newspaper reading. It did seem like a nice routine, though. A relaxing sunny afternoon in the open air, with a newspaper and a glass of wine. Not bad.
I sketched him with mechanical pencil on Sunday and went back over it with a couple brush pens late on Monday, adding the background in from memory.
Recent Comments