Sketches in Stillman&Birn Delta book.

While waiting in the car I drew this tree in Pear ink, no pencil involved, just ink. Then few raindrops fell, the car was packed and we had to leave.

I was drawing this leaves, branches and thinking how wonderful would be to get lost as a bug in the grass (I actually wrote it in Russian in the drawing), not to think, not to feel, not to be responsible. It brought to mind Kafka's Bug, I loved that story and in my early teaching years I told it in my own words to little kids and they drew illustrations, amazing illustrations from their point of view on this awkward, lonely, unlovable human/bug.

Pear ink is almost over. Really liked that composition with long shadows and intimate conversation of that group of chairs. I will have to finish bigger version of it. With different ink, because this Pear ink sample is gone, used up.