The day began on the subway getting to the museum. I noticed a woman sketching, at least I thought she was sketching. So, I sketched her.
|Woman sketching while |
waiting for the subway
When I got into the train, she sat opposite me. I started sketching her again, between glances I realized she was sketching me. That was a first.
The New York Historical Society has a clearly stated rule. You can sketch, but you can only use pencil. It wasn't a rule that was diligently supervised. There weren't guards rushing over to make sure you were following the museum's Prime Directive. But, I mostly used pencil. What a great medium. It doesn't scan that well, so the reproductions are kind of thin, but I really enjoyed myself.
|Ceramic Sculpture of Verrazano|
|An Advertising knick-knack |
|James shared his sketches with us|
|Father and Daughter|
Lovely sketches Mark. Wish I had been there.ReplyDelete