I rode back home on a plane, an unusual travel choice for me. I don't remember why I did that, though my 1993 journal would tell me if I wanted to risk my safety pulling heavy books from upper shelves. Across the aisle from me in the plane was this gentleman reading a newspaper. He looked like an "intellectual" type. I always like to draw the folks in front of me whenever I can, without them seeing me. I wonder if this fellow knew that his newspaper would be replaced with the all-seeing Internet. Probably, if he were a scientist or engineer type flying to some techno-job in the DC area.
Brown sketch pen on greyish paper, 6" x 7", April 21,1993.
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