Sometimes my best quality is dumbness. I hadn’t drawn in The Met for a very long time. Recently I went in like I owned the place. I sat down on my stool in the Egypt section and broke out my ink pens and started blasting away. The museum was full of kids on field trips. They were all drawing too. I was attracting a lot of attention, even the guards were checking out my sketch. After a long time, I switched to the Greek section. As I was sketching away and the guards were smiling at me, I suddenly realized I’m not allowed to use ink or watercolor in The Met. Oops. I’m so dumb, I completely forgot. One time I was there with the artists Veronica Lawlor and Lapin. They confiscated all of Lapin’s ink pens and watercolors at the door. I think they even wanted to hold him in illustrator jail but they begrudgingly let him go while making sure he only had a pencil. Here I was inking and water coloring out in the open without a care in the world. My dumbness came in handy for once.
