I love sketching. I look at this image and it all comes back to me. Being there in that place. A warm and windy day. I sat on the landing for awhile and ate my lunch and looked out out over the harbor thinking about what I wanted to draw but couldn't settle on anything. Then I just started walking and ended out on the one of the docks. I was in the middle of the oceans parking lot. I brought my brand new stool with me (thank you for the tip Gabi) so I felt free to sit practically anywhere. It was a bumpy place to sketch and hot and windy. I was sweating but the sweat cooled quickly in the wind. And the air smelled salty and a bit fishy. I love sketching.