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.
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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.
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| Ceramic Sculpture of Verrazano |
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| An Advertising knick-knack |
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| James shared his sketches with us |
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| Father and Daughter |
