Lunchtime

One day in Hong Kong I saw this little eatery and wanted to draw it. I set up my stool and got down to business. There were a lot of tiny little shops in the area so of course everyone came over. At one point there was a lot of laughing and jabbering in chinese. I think what was happening was they were all commenting on the lady's butt I had drawn. It looked exactly like her. They all seemed to be teasing her about it. Then the lady from the little newsstand would come over and she would be yelling loudly in chinese at the lady in my drawing. Then some other person would come over and do it. This went on and on. Then a very old lady stood in front of me and started wagging her finger at me and yelling. She was upset about something. Someone came over and tried to translate. Turns out she wanted me to move back a few feet into the shade. I was drawing in the sun and she felt I was getting my head sunburned. I moved back and she was delighted. Someone gave me a free soda to drink. Finally the lady who owned the Thai massage place came down and offered me a free massage because I looked all tangled up drawing. I said I had to get on to my next drawing.