People are funny. People are messy.
And we’re everywhere.
Pencil, pastel and oil. Made here and there. A set of never ending notebooks and the occasional painting. Diaries of people and places that for one reason or another, however briefly, held my attention.
The illustrious people we meet
Boarding at the airport
Not realizing the magic of being about to fly
Late night dwellers
The kind and uninteresting
Travelers
Fashionable men with beards
Reverends and their flock
The remarkable things people do in the dark
Late shirley temples on a steam boat in New Orleans
Waking up. Still drunk. Less horny.
Or dazed and content
Comforted by thick fur in Estonia
Dressed and alone at October fest
Solidaric smoking breaks
Carrying suspicions for one another
Tv nights