Dance with Me

I like to sketch on plane rides. Something about my head literally being in the clouds makes me reach for my pencils and sketchpad. This lady found her way on to my paper as I flew from New Orleans back to Grand Rapids. And the sweetest thing happened. The lady next to me complemented me on the drawing and asked if she could take a picture of it. "Sure," I said, and she was so grateful, which in turn made me so grateful. It was just a lot of "nice" in an unexpected setting.