I’ve always loved the streets of Chinatown in Manhattan. Recently, I spent time there drawing this restaurant that opened in 1920. I met so many people and spent half my time talking to folks who were curious about what I was up to. People gave me their business cards, offered me jobs, asked to take selfies with me and some just sat and hung out. You’d think I wasn’t a complete loser. Every other day, my wife asks me if I’ve taken a shower. She says I stink. I tell her people clamor to be near me on the streets. She’s dubious at best.
