Quick sketch of my Russian Barber while waiting for my haircut--just a few minutes to get a few pencil lines on the paper before my turn in the chair and I did the watercolor from memory with hair falling into my pallete.
I've sketched him a few times. He immigrated to the US during the Reagan Administration. So everything is decorated cowboy--Russian Cowboy.
When I gave it to him, he said "this is not me. This is my brother. This man is not smiling--I am happy, I smile all the time. Not my brother, he is moody. He never smiles. Not his wife or his kids. They never smile. They are moody."
He showed me a picture of his brother, his wife, and his kids. It is true, none of them were smiling.