I drove down the gulf coast and took a free ferry to Galveston yesterday. It’s a strange town. It was devastated by hurricane Ike and is only just beginning to recover. I encountered two distinct groups of people: tourist families (who I spent the morning drawing), and artist/surfer bums (around whom I spent the evening drawing). One of the people I met was kind enough to put me up on his couch and save me another sweltering night “sleeping” in my car.

Cowboy boots!