Light, sound, motion that washes this place, then the next. I breathe out, someone breathes in.
Look there, then look away. It becomes a memory. Look again. Away. The first memory, the second. Both are true.
Drawn on the last page of the beautiful leather sketchbooks given to us at the Aegean Center. I wish I knew the name of this plant (and had brought back some seeds). They were all over the island of Paros and had wonderful textures. There are similar plants here in BC but they don’t grow as tall nor as thick.
Maquette of The Nile
Drawn during the Italian semester at the Aegean Center for the Fine Arts.
Views of Venice and Siena from my sketchbook. Drawn during the Italian semester at the Aegean Center for the Fine Arts.
Sketches from around the villa in Pistoia where we lived during the Italian semester at the Aegean Center for the Fine Arts.
Giordano Bruno in Rome.
Three sketches of statues from our time in Italy with the Aegean Center for the Fine Arts.
Little old lady
Pen and ink
Do-Ink @ Little Mountain Studios
Draw: Thu. June 8
View: Fri. June 9