After getting off the train in NYC I was in Penn Station. I went in early so I would have time to do a sketch before I met my friends (non-sketchers). It was cold outside so I looked for something inside Penn Station that looked festive. I found a spot to stand where I could see the violinist playing down at the end of the hall and could also see the wreaths that were hanging. Penn Station is normally pretty crowded, but everyone must have rushed up to the street to see the holiday decorations because there weren't too many people walking around inside. This is a tiny sketch...done in my small moleskin.