On New Year’s Eve, I was walking through Nampo-Dong and an artist insisted he draw a picture of me for free. The piece took him about 1 hour to complete and when finished, he handed me the artwork and asked if I were an American. I said, “Yes, I am,” and then he responded, “Good luck,” followed by a warm smile.
The action of him taking the time to draw me made my heart swell with gratitude. Sitting for this drawing attracted several onlookers, smiles, waves and compliments.
It was ultimately a kind gesture that culminated in a heart-warming, beautiful memory of New Year’s Eve.