What I drew tonight for a warm up sucked, so I decided to post another. Saw this guy drawing over Christmas, oblivious to his parents sitting on either side of him chatting about shopping. He sat there moving his hands over the paper with the determination and sense of importance of a brain surgeon. I'm not sure what I was like at that age, but I'd like to believe someone could have seen me there, navigating a line with my pencil that felt like the weight of the world lay on where I plotted it....