9am is far too early to stumble across a pair of 20 foot high peacocks, just begging to be sketched.
Once I finished the pen work, I eyed up the fancy mosaic floor and decided this was not the place to risk ‘Inktober day five: The return’. So I went round the corner to a safer spot, to finish the ink wash.
Not quite believing that no one moved me and my grubby little palette on, I returned to my flowered friends to finish off.
My final stop of the day had to be the fountain of the gods at Caesars palace.