I drew this in the Lower East Side of Manhattan. Two nice college aged girls approached me and wanted to chat about my street doodle. Of course, one of them was an artist. The non-art girl adressed me for the first time in my life as, “sir.” That seemed to open the floodgates. Then they both barraged me with “sirs”. I’m at that age now. It felt good if you want to know the truth.
