The plan was to draw this cookie instead of eating it. But it was a Mini Jaffa Cake, so ...
Bought a multi-colored pencil at a Gaudi-related gift shop in Barcelona.
After a long day... The conference has been good, and we got out in the last bits of afternoon light to see Sagrada Familia, which was breathtaking.
Gate D4, Vaclav Havel International Airport. Headed to a conference in Barcelona...
Palm leaf drawn with water soluble graphite stick on wet paper. I love the soft feeling of working this way, and the dark color of the results.
Quick brush, then slower pen. Half falling asleep, which always makes it interesting. I find myself drawing unexpected lines...
Reflection in a hand mirror. Burn holes in the paper added when I tried to dry the page too quickly in the microwave...
Our sofa with a sheepskin and pillows at one end.
On the dining room table, but they scent this whole part of the flat.
Supermarket herbs in pots on the sill between inner and outer windows. Will this protect them from frost? We hope so.
Made of fluorite, probably around ten years ago.
Bought summer-before-last on a day trip to Brighton. The scent is tomato and black current - odd, but soothing and summery.
Sorry about the long gap in posting - I'm about to catch up, really. The summer and early fall involved lots of moving around and inconsistent access to internet, and then the drawings stacked up and up. I'll post daily going forward, and in the next few days I should fill in the missing posts. Finished photographing all the drawings tonight.
Icy springs feed this pool on their way to the lake. The Romans knew of these waters, and they are supposed to have healing qualities. We cooled off, listened to laughing children, watched a diving dog, and rested after our hot day of teaching.
Wherever we turn, we see mountains.
View from the terrace where I am staying in the Dolomites. I am teaching a summer Design Thinking workshop this week with three wonderful colleagues in a village in Italy - the project is great, and the co-workers are as inspiring as the environment.
Wood carving of the church down the hill.
In the neighbor's garden.
St. Paul's, seen from the lawn in front of the Tate Modern.
Remembered from lunch.
Some line of bricks? chimneys? rubble? along a roof top looks to me like its own small skyscape. Night view from an unfamiliar window.
The flat is nearly empty, and now that the professional end-of-tenancy cleaners have come and gone, it is dust free and smells of chlorine bleach.
Simple treats.
After a long day in transit, I repaint my toes. Tomorrow I'll be better able to manage logistics and decisions. Tonight is for resting.
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