There she was, silhouetted against the winter sky in all her tarnished bronze and granite glory. Queen Victoria, high atop her pedestal, reigning over her square in Old Montreal. I was so excited to be out of hibernation — to be sketching in downtown Montreal, to be out of the February rut of going from house to work to house again in the hopes of staying warm — that I fear I made the sovereign a little too big in proportion to the rest of the memorial. But from my view in the doorway of a building she seemed so stately and so grand, and I guess I used a bit of artistic license in my drawing. Sketched with a ballpoint pen in a Stillman & Birn Alpha sketchbook.