|Photo: Sara Roizen|
“The little things? The little moments?
They aren’t little.” – Jon Kabat-Zinn
Today on the 5 train (headed to the Bronx) a man with an orange sharpie and a pad of paper drew a quick sketch of me. When finished he held it up to share. The drawing was expressive and almost abstract with lots of energy and attention paid to detail.
He kept repeating this drawing gesture with different people on the train. Each time he held a drawing up he would make eye contact with the subject of his drawing and smile. I began to notice that my fellow passengers couldn’t help but smile back after a few seconds. Soon people became eager to figure out who he was drawing next and became engaged in that connection as well.
The simple act of sketching someone’s portrait became a way of slowing down and taking the time to really see another person – in this case, a train full of strangers who had been previously isolated in their own private worlds. How beautiful.