Nothing predicted the chaos that would follow on this bright sunny Monday morning in London. What a nice morning to stroll and sketch around before my afternoon flight! so I thought. Nope! Just as I was settling in to work on All Hallows-by-the-Tower (its spire was tentalizingly visible through my hotel window for 3 days) by borrowing a not-yet-open BBQ restaurant's storefront, my phone buzzed. My 2pm flight, it reads, has been delayed to 1:00. Has there been a mistake? How could there be a delay of -1 hour? Then it dawned on me that the flight is actually delayed from 2PM to 1AM. At this point, I decided to put my paint brush down on the palette and switched to 2-hand operation. 15 mins later, the intel of UK-wide ATC failure was obtained and a refundable back up flight for 7PM was swiftly booked. Cool, now I can refocus on this beautiful church!
Sunday, 3 September 2023
Cause for Panic - London
Monday, 31 July 2023
June in France + bonus in Berlin
There was no way I could let a cute boat lifted in the workshop slip by. This one is called the Nini
I intentionally (or not?) returned to the same spot in La Panier. The road traffic was sparse so I had no trouble standing on the sidewalk (just by standing there I already took up the entire width of the sidewalk) Inexplicably, a group of adults turned up doing some sort of scavenger hunt?? which I guess kinda makes sense in the Panier?? Anyway I think with the sun out, this time I made the scenery much more coherent in colour.
Monday, 24 April 2023
Maybe a little overrated? Vienna
I felt like I pushed myself a little too hard over a short trip in Vienna. The weather was as miserable as in Berlin, and the food not any better. The only highlight was an old lady first surprised that I could speak German, then whispered to me that she thinks Canada is much better than here. After this I exclusively spend my sketching vacations in truly Southern European countries.
Monday, 10 January 2022
Pandemic Home for Christmas - Porto
Tuesday, 30 November 2021
13 years apart: in London
It felt surreal to be in London again. The last I visited was in 2008 (confirmed after digging through my email correspondences) with mom. And because it was before the age of smartphones and googlemaps, I have almost no digital trace of that visit. No photos, no bookmarked locations. But again, everything seemed a little familiar, and deja vu's came back from time to time as I strolled around town.
I do remember distinctively that we stayed in a hotel near St. James' Park, and that we ate fish and chips for dinner almost everyday. I honestly had no idea why we chose to stay there, the location this time in Piccadilly Circus was much more convenient.
It was nearing Christmas, so the "christmas market" and the menorah was out in front of the National Gallery. And of course I had to include the lions! The winter morning light was spectacular.
Followed by a bit of a chaotic sketch of Piccadilly Circus itself. I think I was standing next to a Five Guys...



















