After a week of rain, our typically gorgeous San Diego weather has returned. We walked up to the college prepared to linger a little longer than the usual brisk walk allowed under the sheltering-in-place guidelines. My husband had his book, and I had my sketchbook. We both wore our face masks, no longer even thinking twice about them.
After spending some time drawing the spring flowers, I noticed my husband reading away. It dawned on me that his pose with book and face mask in the middle of a deserted university was a commentary on our times. I turned the page in my sketchbook and quickly captured the moment.
This is a 9 x 9 gouache sketch in a black Bristol board photo album.