Drawlins: A quick study of Paris.

Then I smoked all them bitches like I'm Pikachu.

The perspective on this is all kindsa fucked, but I was drawing within a 5x7 space, so sue me.

     That's right. This week is about drawings. I feel like I've given you too many photos. Now you get drawings. And I don't really have anything poignant to say (as if I ever do). This was done after I went to the Louvre, which was the day before I traveled to Amsterdam.

One Euro. One Euro.

     I drew a few people that were in the square above. There are dudes everywhere selling water on a hot day. I've only seen one person buy from them. I've rarely seen anyone buy from any of the peddlers. Mostly kids. But they're EVERYWHERE, which makes me sad that that's their life. But at least they're better than all the gypsies that try to rob you outright. Did you drop this fake gold ring? Sign this paper! Sign this paper! SIGN?! I have two imaginary children which is obvious because I'm wearing haggard clothes and no bra. Here's a picture of them. Give me your money or at least pay attention to me while my cohorts steal from you.

So coo'l.

     All Parisian women can be identified by 3 and a half things. Scarves, boots, fancy clothes (that's the half), and smoking like it's the 80s.