There's a guy like this in every old town. He has walked the same street on his daily routine for years, the world on his shoulders. The cap is perfectly moulded to his head, the coat crumpled to perfection from years of use with bits of dried baguette I suspect in his pockets.
I spotted this particular gent as I was sitting in a sidewalk cafe after finally finding an art store near Dinan, France. There was a spectacular green windowed building near to him. I decided last night to combine the images for my daily drawing.
Off to NY early tomorrow for two portrait unveilings. I WILL be drawing every day but not posting until next Tuesday when I will do a compilation from the week's travels.