I was on a bus behind this man. The bus broke down. Nobody wanted to get off because it was quite cold outside but it was inevitable.
Someone muttered, “Bloody January!”
As I concentrated on the drawing, my subject got up and left.
Besides this image, I was left with the muttered comment replaying itself in my head, layered with the other sounds of that episode, questions and clips of images.
It’s safe to say that, so far, 2010 isn’t turning out the way we all hoped.
The Illustrationist 