Last year on a trip to Atlanta I found a burned piece of wood in a park. I thought it would make a good drawing tool, so I scooped it up (must have wrapped it in a napkin or something) and brought it all the way back to Denver, where I did this little sketch.
I wasn't planning on sketching a woman and baby, it just sort of happened. But here's the thing; I don't think this particular sketch would have emerged if not for that particular piece of burnt wood that I picked up a thousand miles from home.
It's interesting how a different drawing tool can influence one's art.