Sunday, April 1, 2012

Joanna Paperhat Nersch

I drew this one evening while in the Builders Arms. I'd started the session with a couple of friends who left early but not before our table was overtaken by a group of much younger folk celebrating a birthday. One of them honed in and started talking about my drawing. Her name was Joanna, too. There was too much of an age gap. I had a conscience then. Maybe I was too self conscious. Still like the picture, though.