I spent a quiet couple of hours in the library sketching between reading. Just little portraits of people in the library: Thinking, listening, reading. The quiet of the library affects how I work: Slowly, and more precisely ( well, at least comparatively).
And between it all, I sketched a little detail from a piece by one of my all-time favorite artists. His pieces are so beautifully composed, with dark and light shapes fitting together like an intricate jigsaw puzzle.
And more library portraits, this one my favorite from the day.
Libraries never cease to amaze me. Even the littlest neighborhood has a library with thousands of books. We’re lucky here in the Unites States to have such easy (and free) access to so many books.