Drawing in public in secret.

On a recent visit to the airport, while sitting at Fourno's waiting for my flight, I dared to wop out my ballpoint pen and small A6 moleskine sketchbook. I carry them around in hope that I'll put them to use in these situations, but rarely work up the nerve.

These aren't wonderful, but they're a testament of some progressive inner struggle.

These two really did look miffed.

I think he saw me.

Hopefully if I just keep at it, eventually I'll feel a lot more comfortable wopping it out in public.