I travel via the metro five days a week to get to work. Everyone who rides public transit understands the energy of the morning rush; it’s the anticipation of hurrying to get to their destination only to be enclosed in a space where anxiety is not welcome and time stands still. I, like most commuters, am running and weaving through foot traffic hoping to catch the train to get to my destination. When the metro doors finally open and I get on the train, there is this sense of calm after the anticipation. In this place, I sit with my thoughts and observe others. I am a voyeur taking in the essence of the subjects bound by this common experience.
As I draw, a wave of internal struggle starts to wash over the calm. The metro sketch is not just the instantaneous and urgency of the time pressured sketch, but also the constant uncertainty of a bumpy train against my pen stroke and the internal struggle of capturing enough of my subject before they get off of the train. Yet the more I observe my subjects the more I gain this sense of freedom because I don’t have time to think, I just have time to be.
These metro sketches portray the choices we make, and the calmness we feel, when the noise of the outside world can't reach us. The metro sketch knows no color or bias or agenda. It is about the connection to these strangers without having a conversation. Their truth is being captured unbeknownst to them and the vulnerability of my lines captures rawness of these riders. The beauty and uniqueness of each drawing captures the human experience of riding public transportation and reminding us to be more mindful of our journey and stop focusing so much on our destination.