The beautiful weather brought a million people to the park. I was trying to concentrate, and kept getting distracted by people running bikes over my toes and grazing me with frisbees. 1/4 way through a sketch, a semi scruffy old latino guy lounging under a tree came looking over my shoulder. He asked about it, then took his own drawings out of a shopping bag and made me flip through. I wasn't going to get anything done after that, so I let him be chatty. He was living under a bridge and dumpster diving because he didn't want to spend money on rent, but when I asked if he needed something to eat he showed me a new laptop and $500. He mentioned coming from Buffalo, and by surprise we had a bunch of people in common: Potter, Tim, Nicole, and others he named, while he told me about his romantic powers. That's what happens when you hang out at a Buffalo co-op with people who travel and get around... you go to Dolores Park in San Francisco and get to talk about them with Fernando. I wish I had sketched him, but I'm sure I'll see him in the park again.
Tim told me: "That's really great :) Fernando is one of my favorite people in the world. He is very wise, and is the best chess player I have ever met!"
I left the park after an hour of talking. When I came to the apartment, a homeless dude was sitting on the sidewalk next to the gate enjoying a hardcore porn mag. He scooted over to get out of view and I was like "nah enjoy yourself, everybody else is today."
These are a couple of the OK sketches from a year or more ago. They're not as solid or confident as I would prefer to draw, because they were done with no under drawing, just straight to ink with an extra fine pen (I like brush pens most.)
