People on the Grass Watching Fireworks Print

I draw people doing what people do. What they do for fun. Rituals like this occur everywhere during the summer. People relax on a grassy lawn and look up at the stars or fireworks or fireflies. No conversation necessary, other than Ooh or Ah. I like how the people unfold themselves when they're relaxed. Their own lawn or the grass in the park, doesn't matter. It's a classical languor. Humanity wondering at our small place in the universe. Who are we? What are we made of? Stardust, maybe. In this case, the unstudied casualness of the pencil line fit the candor of the unrehearsed human form. This is us, one evening, relaxed on a bit of grass, looking up.