
(To see and hear it all back to 'normal' on Wednesday night was like going back into a dank and smoke-filled, yet familiar and homey, neighborhood pub. Filled with all your dear old familiar loud-mouthed friends. Ahhhh. . . home!)
This is in my sketchbook, about 8' x 8' on Aquarius II, in PR Velvet Black ink in my Lamy Vista fountain pen. It's washed with a waterbrush later. I made the sketch between the two semi-final games on Thursday night. The view is from our seats for the tourney, which were smack up by the ceiling. The far end of the rink was so far away from us that there was a time delay before we heard the **whack** sound of a shot being taken on that far goal. I mean, these seats were UP THERE. Stratospheric.
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