What a joy it was to look, really look at his calligraphic lines. Then, just as I was about to sketch, a young docent came by and said, "You can't use a pen in the gallery -- you have to use pencil." Mercifully, she had some. Cruelly, they were the stubby pencils you see people use to mark miniature golf scores.
I stood looking, and sketching, until sweat began to trickle down my back. Guess I'll have to get in better shape if I want to do this more often.