Public Sketching 2

Here's an image I wouldn't be too quick to show the mom. Of course, perhaps I could make my reputation by setting up at the Old Port as the "brutally honest" portrait sketcher, but I'd probably get lynched, and end up being the centre-piece of a re-enactment of what used to actually go on at Place Royal or Champ de Mars. Of course the permit fees for setting up there as an artist are abusive, which is why only those types who colour-in mass-produced prints can afford to be there. Perhaps the caricaturists all work for some shadowy Fagin-like boss, the way all the Greek restaurants on rue Prince Arthur are rumoured to be owned by one company.