Two of the hugely noticeable changes in our neighborhood: lots of sidewalk chalk and no movies at the Alamo Drafthouse. One is wonderful, a sign of the creativity in us finding an outlet. The other is awful, the loss of a communal enjoyment of the creativity of filmmakers. And the Drafthouse is an exceptional theatre, one that is famous for allowing no talking, texting, or other annoyances of modern movie-going. I would go at least once a week. And I’m missing it, and my movie buddies, terribly.

Tools Used: Procreate

Categorized as: Drawing, Photo