Little Ethiopia

I sketched these last Saturday - not keeping up with so much lately! - I joined a facebook group called Ancient Secrets on a tour into the inner city, where I would never have dared go on my own. Getting there was hair-raising - my poor husband, who was coming along, was so rattled after inching through solid jammed traffic and dodging minibus taxis who are adept and ruthless about forging forth regardless, that he dropped me near the meeting point and went back to the 'burbs for a haircut and a nice Indian head massage. The tour group wiggled our way through pavements packed with traders, shoppers, informal hair salons, blaring music and the teeming taxi brigade, attracting some amused looks and teasing comments (another occasion where I wished I could become the Invisible Sketcher and just sit and draw the amazing life around me) to a doorway which led us into the world of Ethiopia in Johannesburg. I wrote more about it here on Urban Sketchers, and there is a great account of the day here on a blog called 2summers.