Sunday Sketchbook: Travel

I'll be driving down to Washington next week to teach for ten days, and maybe if I'm lucky like last year I'll see a chevron of geese crossing my path, heading north towards home and into spring.

Sunday Sketchbook: Road Trip

My apologies for the gaps between posts. I've been in the midst of settling my Mom's estate, and painting has had to take a back seat while my duties have called me away. I have managed to keep my sketchbook going--the top drawing is from the passenger seat during a snow storm on the drive south. I say in the sketch below: "Sitting in Au Bon Pain on 19th Street, waiting for my new passport to be issued. Feels odd to be alone in a city again--been awhile. Very relieved passport ready today at 2:00--the three hours until then feels like a gift of time. I'm going over to the Museum of American Art to look at paintings for a few hours..."


The paintings and folk art I saw in my brief visit to the museum refreshed my frazzled spirit. I left thinking about this quote from artist Hans Hoffman: "Being inexhaustible, Life and Nature are a constant stimulus for the creative mind."

Sunday Sketchbook: Madrid

Waiting at the Atocha Station in Madrid, and then (a few hours later) watching for Barcelona to appear through the window of a high-speed train.

Sunday Sketchbook: Madrid

I've spent many happy hours in Madrid's wonderful museums this week, taking visual notes in my sketchbook as I look at everything from Velasquez to Sorolla, Hopper to Picasso, and all the periods of painting before, after and in-between.