My sketchbooks are a place of pure play for me. Sketching is a way to experience where I am, a way of relating to where I live, what I’m doing, and where I’m going. With a sketchbook available, I always have entertainment – sketching people while waiting in line at Costco or the back of a pickup truck when stuck in traffic.

My sketchbox has traveled to Japan, Central America and Europe, and I can look at these and I’m immediately drawn back to what it was like to be there. I can remember exactly what was going on around me, even though it was years ago.

Monday, April 30, 2012

These are two of several little pocket sketches
I made while spending time with family in
wonderfully warm Houston, Texas. Our
Northwest April  has been a little bit.....cold.
The Broken Obelisk is near the Mark Rothko
Chapel near Montrose. Beautiful, peaceful

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