A nice moment of a lady bracing herself against the wind blast that thunders through the New York metro system, unfortunately it looks rather like she's standing on the tracks, but I suppose that morbid aspect perhaps likens this picture more to an Edward Gorey illustration.
Still in the torrential rain and incredible occurance…did.
From about the fourth or fifth floor of the skyscrapers a fine (yet opaque) mist rose upwards, obscuring the view of their tops. People rushed about, heads cast downwards beneath their umbrellas. I however, superior from my soggy perch in yet another Starbuck's, could enjoy the beautiful mystical sight.
I'm also glad I could get to sketch a skyscraper that wasn't just a square block.
The First Sketch in my tiny pocket sized travel journal.
Day 1 in new York brought torrential rain. This fellow I watched from the safety of a starbuck's. I had picked up a small post-card book of Edward Gorey's illustrations in Washington so found myself experimenting with this new style of shading. I think it fits with the rain nicely.