I am sitting on a bench, George in the shade at my feet. I am waiting to hear news about an appointment and how it is going. This is not for me. So as I worked, I sketch out this view of nothingness really. People walk by, as I sketch a bus pulls up and shadows lace the ground. The appointment is finished and the journey home begins.
A4 Fabriano landscape sketchbook, 0.8nib, W+N watercolour.
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