You said that matching safari suits would be a good idea. This is the last time I trust you to manage my sartorial well-being.
Ok. This goes…no wait, here…or does it? Maybe I should start with this bit. Now, if I can just… That doesn’t look right, so I’ll…
I’ve buggered it.
I drew this at the Gunnedah markets, in the same session as the Apple Eater lady. In this instance, the subject was a stall owner who was chatting to a companion. They were lamenting the sorry state of affairs in the locality, whereby the neighbouring town of Walcha allegedly receives every benefit imaginable to mankind while their locality does it hard. I can’t comment other than to say that either is a nice place to visit. Had a flying saucer landed in the middle of the markets, her response would have been, “a bigger one landed in Walcha last week.” Behind it all, she was having the time of her life, though.
In this sketch, I did my best to capture her weathered, somewhat resigned and slightly laconic disposition.