Man readingPosted: November 1, 2012
Drawing someone in a cafe is a delicate dance. You start drawing, hoping that you won’t be noticed, hoping that your gestures are surreptitious, your glances casual. Gradually the person being drawn gets the sense that they may be the object of your study. They look up and you quickly look away. They think that perhaps they are mistaken, that you are simply writing some notes in a book. This goes on for some time until they catch a glimpse of your page and realize that the likeness is of them. The charade is up so they choose to ignore you or possibly get up and leave. The dance has ended.