Cafe Culture was the theme for my third exposition at the Bastille. I usually hung out in my favorite Parisian haunts giving cafe goers new lives. Many had their heads in computers and were easy enough to draw, but the subject became repetative. More active ones are quite a challenge as people are usually very animated, but the hardest part is finding the right table that is close enough to get a good look without being invasive.
My most memorable experience was in Amsterdam while I was drawing a roundish little old lady sitting alone sipping a pint. The young barmaid came to my table, peeked at what I was doing once, twice and on the third trip remarked in a somewhat irritated voice, "So you're drawing my grandmother!". "Oma Grolsch" -(grandmother in Dutch) became the star of my 3rd Bastille show and disappeared even quicker than grandma's pint.