On Friday morning I went in for my yearly mammogram. Not my most favorite exam in the world, but certainly not the worst either. I was the only one in the waiting area of the diagnostic imaging center. What to draw?
Oh, there was a guard sitting behind a very high counter, I could just see the top of his head peeking over the top and one arm resting on his chair. He never looked up. I have no idea what he was protecting. I wondered if they worried about women going crazy from having their breast squeezed between a metal plate and a plastic shield. But no one seemed to be acting the least bit crazed.
Like I said in my journal I was careful to be very well behaved there.
I didn't want to give the guard any reason for coming out from his comfy chair and hiding place.
There was a nice painting hanging on the wall behind him.
I drew this very quickly in ink before I was called in for my exam. And I painted it later with some old watercolors and some new ones I picked up at a garage sale on my way home.
Enjoy your weekend.