Post by SEAN GLAIZE on Mar 2, 2013 19:56:33 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=style,width: 400px; background-color: #333333;] HEAVY GLOW By the way, I tried to say, I'd be there Paper and pencil. That was all he really needed for his day off. Well okay, he had a sketch book and a case of differently graded pencils in his arsenal perhaps a little bit prissier than what was to be expected from Sean but at the moment, he was much more engrossed in his current drawing to care of any opinion on him. His legs were up on the bench, the sketchpad placed on his lap and pencil moving smoothly on the paper. A look of concentration was on his face as he drew out the scenery in front of him, too engrossed to notice his surroundings. He always did like the central park, the liberty to just sit down and draw in such a beautiful place was something he always looked forward to on his free days. He always brought the same sketchpad, the same case of pencils to this very spot and waste the day away until he got hungry enough to eat. On and on he drew, eyes and mind much too focused on catching the details of a nearby tree to pay attention to anyone. |