There’s not a lot of action in bookstore cafes. People are reading, writing, tutoring, tutoree-ing, or drinking coffee with a far away look in their eyes (which would have been squinting through the smoke, if smoking were allowed). The sketch below was informed by blind drawing, but I frequently adjusted my gaze between the subject […]
Some tutoring seems to be classified.
The bigger picture:
Another encounter in the cafe:
This girl must have been cold. She had her hand inside her sleeve and, given the sweater’s bagginess, formed a triangle when she leaned her elbow on the table. With this sketch, I began a new sketchbook, a Moleskin, medium-sized notebook. It is a bit bigger than pocket sized but I am looking forward to […]
No dearth of readers in our cafe.
There are all kinds of sitters in the cafe. The one below had the best posture.
I forgot everything today: my lunch, my sketch pad and my drawing implements. I’m glad they sell pads at work. I didn’t want to buy another pencil set so I borrowed a ball point from the ones they keep around the help desk. Below is a rendering of the first baby I ever saw at […]
This is a partially-inked pencil sketch of an older man concentrating on a good book, and a young woman intent on her studies. The cafe is a great place for the mind. And coffee.