Little did I know I was creating Art:

I thought it was just a fit of sleep-deprived insanity.

(Source: arsarteetlabore)

Mona Williams (Mrs. Harrison Williams of the Cole Porter song ‘You’re the Top’), later Mona Bismarck, sketched by Rene Bouche.

When I do this it isn’t half so attractive:

Dear everyone who’s ever met me: No, I don’t want to kill you.  Really.  My face just does this.

(Source: katratdog, via arsarteetlabore)

Goin’ home …

More sketches of the Casbah Cafe, including one of the proprietors.

By this point the sun was starting to go down and I didn’t fancy the idea of walking back to the Sunset/Vermont station in the dark, so I packed up.

More patrons of the Casbah Cafe (and the really intense writer, still at it) …

For more on the idea of a sketchcrawl, ask Enrico Casarosa: http://www.sketchcrawl.com/ There wasn’t much crawling on this one; I mainly hid in the back of cafes and waited for interesting subjects to come to me.  Like a spider.  A spider with a pencil.

More of the really intense writer and people waiting for their artisan coffee …

The man at upper left was involved in one of the most aggressively bohemian conversations I have ever had the privilege of eavesdropping.  I don’t remember any of the specifics now, only that I finally had a practical application for the word ‘louche.’

I didn’t scan this page correctly so the top got cut off, but most of it’s here …

Patrons of Casbah Cafe, Silverlake

I found a really comfortable back corner seat at Casbah and ended up staying there the rest of the afternoon.

Someone was writing something really intensely.

I finally budged from Intelligentsia and walked around the neighbourhood a bit.  Did more walking than drawing, then was hungry … The person I used to go sketching with only had eyes for Intelligentsia but I’d always thought Casbah Cafe looked like a nice place to visit so I dropped in for a bite.

So many interesting people!  Keep on being interesting.

More patrons of Intelligentsia, and one sprinter across the street.

More coffee hounds at Intelligentsia

Intelligentsia’s clientele.

Silverlake: Hispters, coffee, dogs, and an Asian lady with a puffy vest