Solace

While having a drink with my friend Don one night at "Martin's" (aka the old Seawolf) I spotted this person who was just getting up to leave while I grabbed my pencil. Although the person was not physically in my sights, the feelings of deep sadness permeated through and left me with this pensive and what I would find out soon enough, a reflection of myself foreseen.

white ink, black paper, 5 1/2" x 7".

April 2007