one of the neatest things about the louvre was wandering the quiet, white halls of ages old sculptures and seeing the artists sketching quietly, attempting to reinterpret the greatness in front of them. and this guy was good. and he was very sweet about my sneaking of this picture and winked at me after i took it. it was one of those cherished,stolen moments that i caught here and will remember forever because i snapped this picture. i realized later that we were both making art, just different kinds. like i said before, pictures are my souvenirs. luckily, this one turned out.