I find that while I am sketching, I meet so many people with their dogs. All of the dogs are friendly and well-behaved. This morning, I met a man who was walking is pit bull, seemed like a bit of an older dog, or a dog that was just not too happy about being out in the heat. The dog was in the fenced area behind where I was sitting, and every so often, I kind of sensed that he was back there to see what I was doing. . . . Or, if I happened to have treats.
Another thing that I had thought about this last week was the state of Cleveland as a city. So many people have the impression that it is run-down or unattractive or dangerous. I just don't see that. I see the city the way I draw it. Sure, it maybe cutsey, but this is the way I see it.
