P and I went down to tiny Brevard, NC, this afternoon to do a sketch crawl with the Urban Sketchers group from BPAC. I spent an hour standing on a corner on Main Street drawing this old building. My first attraction was the series of curved-top upstairs windows. I found myself
quickly lost in the details of the side of the building along the alley. Someone inside the building laughed maniacally the entire time I was there. I began imagining a raucous game of solitaire being played, a hilarious telephone conversation, a fantastic novel being read. What could make someone laugh that much??