Sketchbook: Occupy Wall Street

When the protests started, I headed to Wall Street, where I was confused by a yawning emptiness patrolled by mounted policemen in front of the Stock Exchange. I did finally find a smallish pride of painted protesters around the corner, occupying the miniscule piece of land called Zuccotti Park with their itchy-looking mattress forts, and recycling each other’s hand-painted signs to parade in front of the hundreds of media folk circling the green in search of attractive hippies and homeless veterans to interview.  Below are some of the drawings I made that day.

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