We’re in the party room in a downtown Evanston high rise, spacious, with leather seating arrangement and wall sconces. Pink table cloths and balloons for a three-year-old’s birthday. She’s dancing in her pink and white dress and looks puzzled when the CD momentarily stops. Dad is handling the pizza in the well appointed kitchen. Mom is serving drinks and catching up with the friends. All together there are six adults and five children, all girls. I’m doing my thing, drawing everybody and enjoying the company. Takes about an hour. So simple. So cozy. So much fun.
When I drew the birthday girl, finally, as the last one, she was very exited to see the drawing. I drew her dancing in her magical, whirling way and then, in her excitement, she resumed the twirling right away. No time for the camera. Oh, well. I’m there to make people happy and if I get some documentation of the work, that’s fine, if not, not. I left, quite inspired by that family. The birthday girl’s name was Havana. She was born in Sidney, Australia. Father, South-African with a Dutch name; mom, Swedish, willowy and blond. Evanston may be some sort of crossroads of the nations, always interesting.
Some more pictures:
Caricatures Chicago and Beyond 
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