Like many of the things I draw, this was done in too big a hurry, and too little thought. But also, like much of what I do under those circumstances, when I find it later burried in some misplaced sketch pad, I end up kinda liking it for the very spontenaity that caused me some angst in the beginning. I had been thinking of doing the car for some time. but as it turned out on this day, I was still up the large central stairs in the Watkins museum, while all the family that had come with us was waiting at the entry for me. They could see me from where they stood, and were politely wondering just how long I was actually going to take.
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