Several weeks ago I got to meet a new sketcher. She and her husband had moved to Quebec City and she wanted to hook up with local sketchers. We met for a sketching session and had a great time.
Then I started having mobility problems and time after time, we couldn’t manage to get together for another session. I was both frustrated and embarrassed by this and so when she asked if we could go sketching last week I said yes and we agreed to meet near the large fountain in front of the Quebec Parliament. Yvan came along as well.
I limped my way to the site and sat on a bench. It was really great to be out in the fresh air and to get to talk with friends but I was hurting so much that sketching didn’t seem important. Still, there I was and so I started by drawing three young children who are part of the fountain.
I spent more time just sitting than I did drawing but I just kept adding small sketches of things I could see from my position. No rhyme or reason to it; I was just sketching, or trying. It wasn’t urban sketching at its best but it was urban sketching I suppose (grin). For what it’s worth, the guy in front of the lamp post wasn’t actually leaning against it; he was part of the fountain too. The lamp post was actually across the street from the fountain. While he is shirtless, we were wearing jackets.