He had just exited a glass-front restaurant and was walking toward a parked bicycle. It wasn't really he who caught my attention, it was the fact that several diners inside the restaurant were craning their necks and exchanging hushed whispers as they gazed through the window watching him walk toward that bike. It was like dinner with a show! I suppose we were all curious to see how he'd maneuver those tight pants and generous bottom over the narrow little bike seat which seemed almost microscopic in comparison, but alas, he walked right past it and everyone went back to eating their meals. Medium: Ink on paper, digital color.



