500 years … and his works are on my desk, on my table, copied, admired, puzzled out…

This sketch is thought to be a sketch Leo made of himself. Perhaps the rain will erase my hastily drawn copy and I can try again. But every copy I make is a kind of attention to the work that Leo did all those years ago. No one really dies until the last person stops thinks about them for the last time… So… Leonardo da Vinci is still alive… in my brain. And on the street in front of my house.

I have “The Notebooks of Leonardo da Vinci” in two volumes I bought in college.