In this day and age, many people are confused to see me lurking on street corners drawing. They helpfully point out of the invention of the camera and suggest that would make my life much easier. Some take it to another level – an askari came to chat to me the other day while i was sketching. “Who is paying you?” he insisted and despite my attempts to convince him otherwise, plain refused to believe I really was doing it just because i felt like it. “But you are lying to me. What is the point of drawing when you can take a photo?”
I used to occasionally photograph the view i had drawn on finishing a sketch, but now i make a point of it, just to really confuse onlookers. Taking a photograph of exactly the same thing i have been painstakingly recreating for an hour or so confirms their initial impression that i am clearly, completely and utterly mad.