Overhearing Gossips is Part of the Charm - London

I hopped over to London during the Easter weekend. The weather coorperated and never rained more than a few drops. I even enjoyed some decent hours of sun!

This time I chose to stay in Brick Lane, instead of my usual Soho hotel. I noticed that I kept coming here anyways to eat and shop, so might as well just save myself some time and stay. After grabbing some late lunch at my usual noodles/bun joint (which has increase from 1 to 3 stores since I started eating there), I started my new sketchbook with a view onto "The Golden Heart" (originally built for Truman's Brewery), with Christ Church Spitalfield peeking out in the back.

After checking in and dropping off my heavier bag, I did some last minute research while sipping on tea before setting out again into the city. By this time heavy cloud started gathering and some drops started coming down. Thankfully London has plenty of spots with overhead covers. Because it was Good Friday, I also had no trouble finding a place (closed shop fronts) to stand along the busy street in front of Liverpool Street Station. I thought my spot was inconspicuous enough, but several ppl noticed me and stopped to have a quick chat, including a guy with a bunch of Tesco bags, and a mom and daughter who asked where I got my supplies (I don't know London art supply shops so I wasn't able to give any more concrete answer other than "most art shops should carry those. You just need to look for them")

The last one of the day was the medieval church St Helen's Bishopsgate, which now finds the Gherkin as its backdrop. It really felt like a time warp/surreal corner amongst all the steel and concrete. The nearby office building had some convenient bollards with *wide and flat* tops, which was perfect for my purpose. The security staff in the building also paid me zero attention. I really ate too much for lunch, and by this time my stomach is really starting to feel interesting. The 3-hr movie session afterwards really helped with digestion!

Day 2

I started the next day late and lazy at Leadenhall Market. There were construction ongoing all around the market, plus there was some open market action happening inside, so my choice of sketching area was limited. Thankfully I found another closed shop front (thank you bank holiday) with a big enough window sill to put my jar on. I couldn't see the inner structure of the market, but I could see the exquisite front, Lloyd's building, and the cheese grater in the back. A lot of Spanish-speaking tour groups were filing through and I understood nothing except the words "Harry Potter". Just as I was wrapping up, the sun came out and casted a beautiful shadow.

With the sun now high in the sky, I had an unexpectly hot and dry session at Bank Junction. It was difficult to choose exactly which side I should draw, but in the end I decided the Bank of England + Royal Exchange side has more interesting shadow, plus there was a convenient pedestrian crossing button that was at exactly the right place I needed it to be. I started when the Royal Exchange was completely in the shadow, then the sun came over the columns from the right in no time! The 2 sides looked disconnected at first, but as soon as I added the Wellington statue in, it somehow all came together! This time too a guy jogging (I think) came up and asked if I was using watercolour and if I ever used pen/ink (I told him this way is faster than pen)

By this time I was starving, but I also don't know how long the sun is going to last. So I decided to push for a last one of St Paul's. Unfortunately my original planned spot on One New Change's public terrace was closed for the public (unless you eat at the posh restaurant), so I had to settle for a more conventional view. I'm still not 100% satisfied with St. Paul's

After some much needed lunch and tea break, I set out again in late afternoon and walked across the Thames. There were some nice benches along the river so I decided to give St Paul's another try. I vastly decreased the distance between the cathedral and Southwark Bridge because the skyline isn't too interesting between them. Alas, I'm still not 100% happy with this attempt either... I was almost going to do another one from Blackfriar's Thameslink platform (definitely the station with the best view), but I stopped myself in time.

Since I'm on Thameslink platform anyways I thought, might as well go up to St Pancras. For some reason, I've never drawn this station before (I also wonder why). I was going to walk towards the front entrance for a grander view, but the view from the back entrance (Midland Rd) was really too nice to pass up (and I'm an opportunist) so I decided to just start sketching. Turns out that not only is this street relatively quiet and free of traffic, it is also the prime lunch/cigarette break location for station/hotel staff. More than 3 groups were out when I was there. One group consisted of a chatty Italian lady who gave out a constant stream of work and personal gossips to her more reticent male colleague and broke into Italian phrases when excited. I felt like I experienced a more authentic slice of Italian life than being in most Italian tourist cities.

Maybe next time I will do the actual famous clock tower of St Pancras

Then I wondered up to Regent's Canal. This part of the canal seemd to be completely renovated and there wasn't any interesting old buildings, so I just picked a place with some boats and focused on the water itself. Just as the sun was disappearing, a nice older couple stopped by to chat and noticed my tote bag. They told me they've also been to Granville Island, but probably before I was born. They complimented Vancouver and I told them "There is no job there, other than that it's pretty good" with a huge smile. They seemed to enjoy this comment very much and asked "is that why you're here?"

Day 3

Nothing to write home much about Canary Wharf, I was never a good steel n concrete sketcher (and never intend to be!) But as I was doing this one at Eden Dock after eating at Din Tai Fung, 2 young people sat down in front of me. The guy had a take out lunch, while the lady wasn't eating anything. Their conversation was far more interesting than the scenery I was sketching. I really couldn't pinpoint their relationship in the 10 minutes they chatted in front of me. If they were colleagues, they never brought up any work topic. If friends, why isn't the lady eating, or why aren't they eating at a restaurant?? In the beginning the lady was asking if she can take a picture of the guy's lunch. (I was so confused) Then they talked about which area they each plans to settle. And at one point, the lady said she had a huge row with her dad the previous week after he accused her of keeping money away from his new family, and she said "and I told him thank you for cheating on mom for 20 years". All through this the guy seemed to be more interested in his lunch

 

The Correct Italian Riviera Town - Sanremo

So yes, I did make the mistake of going to Genoa thinking that it is the Nice of Italy, aka, the natural equivalent resort town on the Cote d'Azur. Although the working port city of Genoa did have enough charm of its own, this time I'm certain Sanremo fits the bill much better.

I landed in Nice, which is technically the closest big airport, despite being in the wrong country. Rented a Monaco plated car from possibly the happiest guy in France on a Friday 9pm. Maybe it has something to do with the sun. After I asked for a smaller car, the guy was super excited to offer me "a very special car" and told me nobody would dare touch a Monaco plate car because of the high insurance premium. The plate only had 4 digits and no EU flag...very exotic.

And so I drove out to the darkness onto my 1 hr commute to Sanremo. Although I was mentally prepared, it was still annoying to have to go through toll booth >4 times for a 1 hr journey. The highlight was definitely crossing the land border with Italy (A big sign with "à bientôt" followed by a small "Italia" sign) and then immediately getting hit with roadwork and lane closures. Thankfully there were experienced truck drivers in front of me all the time, or else I would have definitely hit something. 

I specifically chose the AirBnB because of its sea view from the balcony...which was in complete darkness by the time I arrived at 10:30pm...so I fell asleep with excited anticipation

Day 1

I did a warm up first in Villa Ormond (almost a a month since I last sketched) before heading to the old town. The sun was really heating up the city, but I found a recess on the sidewalk with opening to the underground parking lot. It was like having my personal AC!

Did the next one at Piazza Cassino, at the entrance to old town "La Pigna". (After seeing Cassini's name popping up everywhere in this town, I finally learned that Cassini was from a small city not far from here) The houses already felt super organic at this point. Apparently the seemingly spontaneous walls are results of multiple expansion of the old city at different times in history.

Even though twisted and winding, there were actually surprisingly many places I could duck out of traffic and settle down to sketch. There weren't many ppl (resident or tourist) coming or going, so it was a very serene experience to sketch just under windows and porches and overhear the occasionally chatters bouncing off the walls. I decided to do this one because of the arches jetting out in spontaneous yet harmonious directions. There was a cat that was hanging out the whole time when I was there. (I think it was trying to get into a building next to me, but nobody was there to let it in). So much so that I think some of the passer-bys thought the cat was with me. I overheard somebody commenting "elle écrit avec le chat!"

I did a final one of the day from the balcony of the AirBnB. Definitely a 10/10 view

Day 2

It was a bit clouded the next day and I decided to check out the old port. It has a super long pier (to serve the many yachts I guess) and I can basically pick wherever I wanted to sit. It was super interesting to see the little canopy of the old town pop up from the back.

I couldn't help but return to La Pigna in the afternoon. It is definitely the most interesting old town I've ever been to. Like a dungeon and castle combined, a choose-yourself-adventure. (maybe even like an Italian Kowloon walled city?) Plus it was mostly quiet and empty. A pigeon has its spot on the inside of this arch and eyed the invader (me) with suspicion.

I realized I missed the west side of the old town the previous day after doing some readings in the evening, so I found my way into the famous Piazza Cisterna after getting lost a fair few times. The sense of place was mesmerizing: the huge drop in elevation, seemingly random pathways intersecting at the water basin/cisterna, arches, plants, and laundries! What more could I ask for?

By this time the sun finally came out again, so I finished off the day at one of the classic Sanremo locale: the Casino. As I was doing some finishing touches, 3 older Italian gentlemen came over and one asked "How much?" Usually I would be alarmed, but maybe because of his accent or the way he said it, it came off as charming and a little goofy. So I just started starting laughing. They were very amused and the same man asked "what's your name?" I thought it was just one of those cliche lines, but to my surprise he then proceeded introduce himself and his 2 friends. As they walked away, I still couldn't believe how wholesome the whole interaction was. Definitely a highlight of the trip