Some days it all works. You stop thinking and just draw. You draw what you see, not what you think you see and not what your brain is making up for you at the time. The gentleman on the left is that day. He's a little elongated from the original (I realized this about 3/4 of the way into the drawing but it didn't seem to matter at the time, even less so now). On days like this one you don't feel like getting off the streetcar.

A couple of sketches from Ezra's. A lovely coffee shop on Dupont next door to the LCBO. (Whatever you do don't park in the LCBO parking lot unless you're buying something there).

Ezra brews up a mean cup of coffee and makes his own croissant, which I consider to be the best in the city (please don't tell me that someone else makes better, I don't care). He's opening up a second Ezra's on Dundas near Bellwoods. Not open yet that I know of but nice to have one closer to home.