I went to Italy when I was 20 and the way streets are numbered in Florence is a bit confusing; there are two independent series of numbers in simultaneous use on each street. I had read about it before I went there, but I misunderstood the description, so I was almost as badly off as if I hadn’t read about it at all. I walked past the place where I was going to be sleeping that night many times before I figured it out.
Amalgamation of locations near my hometown.
In the course of part-time jobhunting, I did an observation day with the canvassing crew at a non profit, where, after watching an experienced member for a day, I was actually turned loose to try it by myself for a whole hour. It is pretty tough work for someone who is new to it (and who tends to be introverted in the best of circumstances), but most of the people working the canvass seemed to truly love what they were doing. It was an interesting experience for a day, and I spent some time pondering my potential eventual compatibility with that job, but I am glad other work turned up. I aced an interview the day before I was scheduled to start canvassing. Whew!
I based this drawing on a sketch I did during an open life drawing session.
