Alice was sitting by herself, having found a less-crowded area of the park. With her, she had a collection of various art supplies: a lot of paper, some pencils, and a few tubes of paint. They were all spread out around her on the ground, a few pieces of paper scattered around, some of which had globs of paint on them. In front of her, she had her drawing, which looked like she hadn't been working on it that long. So far, it was a rough sketch of some trees and benches, just a drawing of her surroundings.
She had come to the park not too long ago, just for a chance to come relax. Usually she wasn't much of the 'relaxed' type, and much preferred running around, talking to others and such, but the one exception was when she was painting. Then, she was very much in her own world.