These days I like to sketch all kinds of things, wherever I am, but my favorite kind of sketching has to be the ordinary, everyday moments–like stealing a leisurely weekday lunch to draw an “ordinary” neighborhood scene. But that’s the thing–I don’t think any scene is ordinary! The beauty of the familiar, the ordinary–is that it’s never really the same. The light, the weather, and of course the people bring infinite variety to the scene. So…this is an ordinary view on a cloudy day in May, at the Highland Cafe in Los Angeles…