Reading has alway been important to me. I read to my children and they read to me. Reading reveals the breadth of human experience shared in a vicarious fashion. That is the greatness of literature, you get to experience the troubles and joys of others in other places, in other times all the while safely cocooned in a quiet room reading a book. Many a lesson learned that way. This is a sketch done in pencil and sketch pad 15″x 11.5″. It was done probably in the 1980’s neither signed nor dated to my chagrin.