Unsuspecting Fellow Commuter

The rain just started falling. It's a very soft shower, with a northerly breeze. Nothing like a frantic storm—we've had plenty of those lately.

I drew this gentleman this morning on the way to work. He was reading the paper, and intent on an article so he was relatively still. I would guess he could have sensed I was drawing him. The guy sitting between us certainly knew, and I caught him trying to sneak a peek now and then. I left the sketchpad pretty flat on my lap so he could peek while I looked at something outside the train.

I've only been called out a few times, and usually in a nice way. Once I was nabbed by the friend of the guy I was drawing. And I quote, "Hey, I think she's drawing you." And to me, "Do we get to see?" I showed them, they were not bowled over, and the magic was gone. As it turns out, he was a better model when he had no idea—not too surprising really.

I need to get out of the office at lunchtime again—I miss those lunch sketch sessions.

Thanks for stopping by!