Friday night I managed to sketch one of my cast iron skillets. I really like the shading on this one.
Saturday, sketched the redbud tree next door. It's been broken and tortured by several ice storms over the past ten years or so. I plan to revisit it again after it blooms, only in watercolor.
Cappuccino at The Coffee Ethic. I like sketching there due to the conflicting light sources and the overlapping shadows they cast.
Maple Park Cemetery, off South and Grand. Sitting in the space between graves, sketching broken angels.
The "Old Calaboose" jailhouse, downtown.
Today, on my lunch hour, I revisited Hazelwood Cemetery and shaded in the sketch from last week.
Not a too bad of haul for the weekend and days bookending it.