Spent the day at Newark Airport

At least it wasn't JFK... but it was 12 hours of bad air and boredom, on the way to Ireland. Flying (and waiting) is just not fun anymore. So, I think this illustrates my feelings about it pretty well.

The rest of the trip was as good as it could be and I have a few drawings made in Connemara that I'll post later this week.

Ink pen, china marker, paraffin and crayon, 9" x 12"