Challenged by a friend to draw the inside of a cabinet, I reluctantly opened several for « that cool perspective ». However, none really made me happy, until I started cooking dinner.
Inside the cupboard was a masterpiece, several hanging precariously unbalanced. This was the last place I wanted to look and the first, worthy of sketching.
I used to have neighbors who banged their pots and pots on New Year’s Eve. Mmmmm, I think I’ll draw.