Charcoal on paper

Morning warm up sketch - There’s a personal story attached that I’ll share. My husband and I were in a bar one evening years ago when you could actually smoke inside. It was really loud and I found myself holding Richard’s half smoked cigar (chewed on) while he visited the men’s room. I took a couple of puffs to keep it lit. And then my eyes met the eyes of a super large cowboy with a hat to match his physique. Oops. Before I knew it, he made his way across the room and ‘had’ Richard’s juicy cigar. He began puffing while my words of protest were drowned out by the band. Then he politely handed the cigar back—just as Richard walked up. Timing can be quite amazing. I passed the cigar to my husband, still lit, and gave the sweet cowboy a little wink. Off he went.