When the ground is suddenly blanketed in a thick and glorious carpet of golden leaves and the sun is shining, what do you do? Taking photographs sometimes just isn’t enough for me; I had to soak it all up by drawing.
Other people obviously felt the same; I watched a family photo-shoot which was mostly about rolling in leaves, getting buried in leaves, throwing showers of leaves and just lying in mounds of them. And then collecting handfuls of them to take home.
This is a public park and these are not people that I know, so I wouldn’t have taken photographs of this family – but it seems nobody minds a sketcher. There’s something delightfully reassuring about this. It feels like a moment shared.