Small thing compared to some of the wins here, but a man came up to me while I was sketching the old house on Sajjan Rao Circle last Sunday, watched for maybe twenty minutes, and asked if the sheet was for sale. Not "do you teach" or "my cousin also draws" or the usual. For sale.

I quoted a number that I made up on the spot and immediately regretted, too low. He paid it in cash and walked off with it under his arm, and I sat there with an empty plastic folder and a pen and felt completely strange about it. Because now somewhere in Basavanagudi there's a stranger's wall with my wobbly verandah railing on it. That house is going to be gone by next year, the compound wall is already marked.

I've given away plenty of sketches. This is the first one that went out into the world without me knowing where it landed. Still deciding whether that's nice or unsettling.

Anyway. I am going to start quoting higher numbers, that much I've learned.