Reminds me of one time I was hanging out at a maker space in my town. There wasn't that many people there that night. A girl, freind of one of the members was stirring across from me. She kept looking at me, staring very intently and briefly and looking down. A lot over the course of 15 minutes.
I though, ok cool. She digs me, but it became faintly unnerving after a bit
Turns out, that work bench tops were dry erase surface and she had taken to drawing my portrait with a marker. Came out fantastic too. I hadn't shaved in like a week and coupled with her style, it looked like the Van Gogh self portrait.
I though, ok cool. She digs me, but it became faintly unnerving after a bit
Turns out, that work bench tops were dry erase surface and she had taken to drawing my portrait with a marker. Came out fantastic too. I hadn't shaved in like a week and coupled with her style, it looked like the Van Gogh self portrait.