This sketch brings up a nice memory for me. I had been looking for a place to sketch where I wouldn’t get wet; there were intermittent rain showers that day, I had no raingear, and I had two hours before I would meet our bus. I began sketching this scene, and I noticed someone was watching me. Sketching often attracts attention, and I end up talking to people I would not normally meet. The young woman who was watching me was a young Cuban artist who does caricatures of tourists. We looked at each other’s sketches for awhile, chatting in a mix of English and Spanish. As we said goodbye, we wished each other artistic success.