The Caricaturist

I decided to go for a stroll yesterday evening after dinner. There is a sort of shopping mall - open-air - where a talented caricaturist used to sit, and it was really quite amusing to stand and observe him drawing his subjects.

So it was good to see that the artist was still plying his trade last night, a mere few yards from the spot he used to locate himself at several years ago. He seems to be a regular feature there. Perhaps he is a teacher and this trade supplements the old income. I've no idea.

I stood and watched him draw a little boy, the boy's father and a teenage girl. He charges €10 for black-and-white, or €15 for colour.

The only difference I could see in him was that his long hair has turned largely grey. C'est la vie.