When I parked in front of the library, across the street from this house which I wanted to paint, I thought I'd be inconspicuous. Cars are constantly coming and going from this spot. I was wrong, though, the woman who lived there saw me staring at her house and came out to ask me why. It's too bad that it looks like you're casing the joint when all you want to do is follow your muse! Fortunately she seemed quite happy when I told her I was an artist and showed her my sketch, and no cops were called.