Last week I found myself with about an hour to kill, and a Starbucks nearby.
In the past I have mentioned pushing myself to do quick, expressive sketches because it’s so unlike what I usually draw. Well, this is what I usually draw.
It’s not quick, it’s not expressive, it’s unduly attentive to details no one cares about, and it never includes people. But damn, I do love drawing like this.
(I do wish that I had done a better job on the cabinets in the background. I did those last, and I was a bit rushed. I think the handles look like butts.)