He stood watching over the crew of men as they unloaded a delivery truck double parked in front the cafe I was sitting in. Gazing out the window, my eyes locked onto him after I noticed golden rays of late afternoon sunlight bathing over him, rippling and glinting off his smooth skin and chiseled features. He appeared to be carved from solid gold, his mohawk made from the feathers of Kukulkan himself. The Golden Idols of Manhood series will be included as a chapter in The 2011 Sketchbook Project. Medium: graphite, acrylic on moleskine.