may I sketch you?

On my way home last night, around 11pm, I was riding the 2/3 train as usual. I strive for consistency in my commute so I always stand in the same spot on the same car in middle of the train (smoothest ride), even in there are seats available I stand, listen to the ipod with Etymotic ear-phones and read Time magazine.

The trip is express, and takes about nine minutes. I looked up as the train approached my destination and realized that a man, black, 40’s, suit, had been sketching me the entire time.

I really wanted to get a closer look and ideally take a camera phone pic, but the guy was grinning ear to ear when he noticed that I noticed the sketch and figured I didn’t really want to engage in a whole lot more discussion about it, so I pretended like nothing happened and moved on.