From My Sketchbook:
My wife and I were in transit returning home from a trip to Valencia, Spain, where our daughter was studying at the University for the year.
After about four and a-half hours sleep, I had waken and been up since 4:30 AM to make the outbound first leg of the journey from Valencia to Paris. And now, after a flight, and a long walk through the terminal from one end to the other, which was almost a mile long – all indoors, in a very long morning, I was relaxing following a light early lunch and biding my time waiting, like so many others, for our next flight, the one homeward bound back to Philadelphia.
The drawing is unfinished, in my mind. I had a few more elements that I had intended to include and groupings of individuals. Nonetheless, during this short reprieve from bustling about I enjoyed a moment of calm, diversion, and reflection as I drew the setting with various objects contained and populated it with the likenesses of fellow travelers and workers busy in motion and with their own concerns or boredom with the waiting. I ran out of time, but enjoyed the challenge of organizing the page as the subjects moved about, changed location or position, and sometimes disappeared to be replaced by someone new.