A gentleman sold me a Street Sheet at 12th St in Oakland, which I used for a set of sketches. Drawing in my sketchbook is apparenly not that noticable; drawing on a double tabloid already-printed sheet apparently is, though. I got busted twice by my models. This guy was enraptured by whatever crap he was reading or watching on his phone, and didn’t notice a damn thing.


After a drawing debacle on Caltrain, I was ready to pack it in this evening, but once I got on BART and this young man sat so still, I did a quick sketch of him. Almost missed my stop, too!

One of the advantages of taking public transit to work is the downtime.

I finished those top two very quickly, inside of two or three stops. The bottom two are both unfinished. I spent more time on the guy with the hat of all four sketches, but he just wouldn’t stay still. The balance of the outline shape works well for me, though. I had enough time with the figure whose back was to me to at least finish her and her immediate surroundings, but as you can see, there is a rough-shaped profile behind her of someone who was there for just one stop.

Everything got put on hold last week, when the entire household came down sick. I didn’t do much past these sketches from the train.

Thursday late afternoon. Before I could finish, someone came on and placed her bike in front of this one.

Friday rush hour home. I had this man for two stops, maybe.