Had an hour to kill so I started sketching. A view from the big conference table towards the front door at Wolfe Street. I left out the ginormous Pepsi machine in the corner. It clashed with the chandeliers.
"I believe that what truly matters in the making of art is not what the final piece looks like or sounds like, not what it is worth or not worth but what newness gets added to the universe in the process of the piece itself becoming."