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Walking home and cutting through the campus of my almamater and taking a rest break at Heart House.

Today was an odd day in terms of me sketching in public. Normally, I'm the ninja/covert/under-the-radar kind of sketcher in public, but when I dropped in to the All That Jazz Cafe, there was no where to hide, especially when Brent and Carl showed up to play an afternoon session of jazz. So I went ahead and sketched. Afterwards, Carl (the guitarist) came up to me and asked what Iwas doing. I showed him my drawing and he took it from there. He's a natural salesperson and started showing everyone in the cafe. If you know me, this is not my style, but I have to take lessons from this man. He's a natural born people person and self promoter. I've been guilty of not promoting my work in the past but after seeing this man operate, he's inspired me.

I even got them to sign my drawing.

Carl and myself outside of the All That Jazz Cafe in Roncesvalle. (Carl's idea) 

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What turned out to be an attempt to sketch more often has turned into an attempt to sketch every day this month. Trying to do more art every day and make a jump in my art practice, be it in technique, subject matter and mind set.

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Colder temperatures makes for tighter quarters. Sketching at Tmothy's cafe in Bloor West Village.

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Some time to kill before an appointment so I chose to sketch at the Oakham Cafe, Ryerson University. This student was kind enough to pose for me, but he did recross his legs a few times, which threw me off a bit.

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Another day. Another sketch.
I remember the days when there wasn't any wifi in coffee shops and you could actually talk to a someone adjacent to you who didn't have their nose deep inside their smart device. Those days, unfortunately, are gone and Gabe and Marlow are my unsusupecting guest models for my brief sojourn at the Second Cup coffee shop. I tip my hat to you gentlemen and thank thee.