No Patience. No Talent.

A quick sketch I did in my moleskine tonight. In a sure sign that I have less patience as I grow older (which is sad, considering I was really impatient in my youth), I stopped trying to get the details in the fabric right after spending about 20 minutes on this sketch. Once I hit the 20 min mark, I sort of gave up, grabbed a 3B pencil and just started broad stroking to fill in enough to call it a day. 1) No patience. 2) No talent. I guess I'm just physically incapable of producing a masterpiece...