I started taking my visual diary to work now, and drawing in my down time or on lunch breaks. I see things all the time that inspire me. I always wanted to be one of those people who carried a notebook, or sketch book everywhere, but it seemed somehow false or pretentious. I always feel like a knob drawing in public. Now it seems I am literally inhabiting the Harvey Pikar cliche. (only without the success) scribbling away in some filthy cupboard, with the mop buckets and the smell of soiled linen filling my nostrils:) Feels strangely snug, despite the cliche.