Moving on

I drew this sketch from memory. It is a drawing I did in London, in the sketchbook I lost. This is a memory sketch both of the people and the drawing I did. Not the best drawing, but an interesting exercise! I did love this scene though: everyone is reading, except one dude, who is spacing out with an angelic smile on his face (I can still see him in mind's eye). He looked like he'd just gotten laid for the first time.

Here is a sketch of a church in Kiev.