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Coffee In

I found myself having good coffee in a Footscray cafe whilst waiting for a family member at the Tattoo shop.

Trying to work smarter at sketching when out and about in my little journal and left the coffee I spilled on the page as all a part of it.

The man on the stool kept getting up and then down expressively chatting with his mate. I found this tricky and nearly felt brave enough to ask him to stay put for five but nah I didn’t as I actually was enjoying listening to their convo, think they were muso’s which was interesting to me.

I was overlooking yummy cakes in the sliding glass cabinet at the window looking out onto the street. The looseness of the ink appeals to me but think I prefer a pencil and some colour.

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