You know there are days that are just not *your* day. After my last post, I went outside but I kid you not, the sun went behind a cloud and the wind kicked up a little. I got some salad and walked up to the little Plaza on 96th and 2nd and found a seat.They had turned on the fountain there. It's pretty spectacular. No sooner did I begin to draw, but the job called my cell, looking for me. I'd barely been gone 20 minutes.
But I sat there and did the pen details. When I got home tonight, I painted it in. It looks like some kind of ancient fountain ruin here... but in real life it's pretty modern looking.