At a bubble tea cafe in Manhattan Chinatown not long ago, the conversation turned to elves, knomes and dwarves. My friend, a Korean exchange student, wasn’t clear what an elf was. Though I am Asian, I was born in North America and have messy “boy” writing, so I lack finesse in the fine art of sketching. Still, I reproduced this masterpiece for my friend, who instantaneously recognized what an “elf” was. Another friend took out the camera and snapped a photo of this, in case it might be worth something one day. Today, to lift my spirits, he e-mailed it to me with the subject line: Believe. He was right. The sketch was definitely worth something today.
