I recently spent several days visiting my mom. She needed a medical procedure which required anesthesia. She didn't recognize me when I arrived, so I did a quick sketch of her before I was whisked off to the cafeteria with my brother.
The next day, she was sitting on the couch taking a nap, so I sketched her again.
I brought the sketchbook to lunch in her dining room. The scene in front of me had so many patterns and textures I was dizzy. As I was sketching, I noticed no one at this table was talking to one another. Aging is not pretty.
One of my highlights at lunch was Carl... dirty old man! Flirting with me. Next time I hope to get his face and the twinkle in his eyes.