When we walked out of the Whitney Museum Benedicte and I were famished and exhausted. Feet dragging we made our way to New York Burger Co. and stuffed ourselves until we were almost comatose. Somehow we managed to stop into a gallery or two before making our way back to Penn Station where I breathed a sigh of relief because that was the end of the day for me. Benedicte kept on slogging along to Grand Central.

iPad; New Trent Arcadia stylus.
Apps Used: Finngr Pro and ArtRage

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