So, yesterday, filled with guilt (and with an incredible hangover) I decided for a little field trip around Barcelona. Las Ramblas is an obvious choice when you're searching for a big number of people in one place. Despite it's horrible touristy atmosphere and the crowds, when you sit on a bench for a couple of hours sketching another layer of life unveils. You discover little groups of old people (70+) hanging out on the benches, just like the youngsters do, only a bit calmer and more silent on the outside ("Come on Rosa, we saved you a seat!"). You observe the lone ones that sit on the bench for forty-five minutes just to look at the waves of tourists posing in front of one building or another, chatting about their dinners or buying the Comic Sans Barcelona bags or any other traumatically awful memorabilia.
After that we moved to some pizzeria close to our temporary home, where my sketching attracted a lot of attention. The pizza was truly delicious, and I managed to trade a drawing of the Napoletan boss for a shot of limoncello, haha! After that we stepped by my favourite local place in Barcelona so far, a little cafe called Cometa.
Overall, there are maybe twice as many sketches from yesterday, but I won't bore you with all of them. It was a very rewarding exercise, and I think it might become my new weekend tradition.