a brief excursion back to the world of coffee. . .
Pen, watercolor in Moleskine w/c sketchbook
Yesterday I found myself in Emeryville (CA) with some time on my hands while I waited for my husband. So I looked around briefly, found the closest Starbucks, ordered breakfast and hunkered down for a good sketch. My initial rumbling fear of exposure was soon dispelled. Not a soul was looking around to check out others. They were all either wired to the hilt or consumed with work oriented discussions. The perfect setting for sketching people actually! especially the ones like these guys who find endless fascination and compelling satisfaction from internet browsing, music listening and cell phone visiting, and all at the same time. Why, I could have set up my easel right next to them and they wouldn’t have noticed!
Here I sit with my neanderthal pen and brush, drinking brewed coffee (not espresso Latte, caramel machiato with extra foam and nutmeg sprinkles), eating a low cal breakfast sandwich, blissfully out of step with the Wonderful Wired World of Starbucks, Emeryville.
While I sketched this guy and listened to scraps of his conversation (he had NO coffee or anything on his techno-laden table) I constructed a whole story about him, filling in the blanks. Do you ever do that while you’re sketching? or just sitting and waiting and trying not to be too obvious and stare at your victim? THose of you who are writers probably get your material for novels in coffee shops.