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Christina and I went to Tonica for a second time. It's a tapas place right in the neighborhood with a small back patio that feels like a cafe alleyway from Europe and that also is dog friendly. I appreciate the places where I can walk Henry, get a lovely meal, and walk home again. I also appreciate the slightly fancy places that still welcome dogs, since Henry completely panics if he's left at home alone.
I was right at the end of a sketchbook, and I did the last two pages. I wasn't super inspired about anything except my truly lovely sangria. Always sketch the pink drink, to misquote another friend. I seem to get the base of every wine glass I draw way too big and only realize it after the fact, but I had a good time anyway. Christina was facing the other way, back towards a tiny, lush patio of the business next door, and she was still working after dinner. I decided to do an even faster one just for fun. Neither is really great, but I'm always happier when I sketch, and it's always good practice.
I was right at the end of a sketchbook, and I did the last two pages. I wasn't super inspired about anything except my truly lovely sangria. Always sketch the pink drink, to misquote another friend. I seem to get the base of every wine glass I draw way too big and only realize it after the fact, but I had a good time anyway. Christina was facing the other way, back towards a tiny, lush patio of the business next door, and she was still working after dinner. I decided to do an even faster one just for fun. Neither is really great, but I'm always happier when I sketch, and it's always good practice.
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