At South Lake Union Park this morning, the sky looked iffy; the weather report had said rain was imminent. But on our way into the Museum of History and Industry, I spotted a lovely wooden schooner moored in front of the museum. I told Greg and Mary to go on inside, and I’d catch up with them, because I had a feeling that if I waited until after we finished going through the exhibits, the weather would change, and I’d miss this sketch. I was wrong. It started raining after only a few minutes, so I missed only half the sketch.
It got me thinking about all the parts and pieces of half-finished sketches in my sketchbooks over the years. Interrupted by rain, circumstance or, most likely, the subject walking (or flying) away, these are a few I found just from the last couple of months. A pity that they remain unfinished, but on the other hand, a half-finished sketch is still better than twiddling my thumbs.