I was just as excited about ogling as any of the other art lovers, despite the fact that I had managed to schmooze my way in as an artist. I arrived in Pasadena and strode, mouth agape, into a world of color and sound. The live band had already started, and the temperature was almost 90 degrees at 10 o'clock on this perfect summer morning. I draw a rough outline for position. This is drawn freehand from a rough sketch that I brought with me.
All final color is added, resulting in a bright, vibrant full-color drawing.
Now, the background recedes, and the cat is highlighted. Those who were in the know had already roughed out their drawings on the ground. Many had stretched canvasses to chalk up, seeking to save their creations from the short lifespan afforded by the pavement. I was armed with three boxes of chalk and as many rolls of film. After a little fast talking, I was able to get a spot to draw, despite not being an early registrant.