I can’t be sure that the project these three were working on so seriously was their homework, but whatever it was, it had their full attention. I wonder, in 50 years, will these three girls look back and remember a spring day in Denmark when their friendship and a mutual project made the time fly for them.
It was a perfect spring day today in this part of Denmark, with intermittent sunshine and temperatures warm enough for comfortable sketching. This is from the nearby Hareskov woods, and I wanted to show the cheerfulness of the day in this little sketch.
I was drawing at Søndersø Lake in Denmark when some children came along and began to play in front of me. In an instant, the sketch changed from being about a spring afternoon along a lake to being about three kids having fun. I could hear bits of their Danish as they played. And although I could not understand their language, I knew that they were having a great time. And that is what I wanted to capture in this sketch.
We flew to Copenhagen three days ago. My Southern California eyes are feasting on the glorious Danish spring. Today I spent several hours in the nearby forest of Hareskov, attempting to capture the suggestion of new green that is budding all across the base of the dense woods.
Our two-week sisters’ trip continues.
I think I said in my last post that talking is our main activity, but shopping is a close contender. Oaxaca is a haven for artisans, and the streets and markets are full of beautiful textiles, wall hangings, paintings, ceramics, figurines, and clothing. Among our many purchases, our embroidered dresses are gorgeous and make us happy. I wanted to share this feeling of exuberance in this sketch.
I am in the middle of a two-week trip with my sisters to the beautiful Mexican city of Oaxaca. Talking might be our main activity, which we enjoy very much. I also like the long conversations because it gives me a chance to sketch my sisters. This piece is from last night when we lingered at our table at our ABnB long after we finished supper.
We walked along Calle Macedonio Alcalá in Oaxaca yesterday evening, and the streamers blowing in the breeze above us were mesmerizing. Later I sketched this in dim lighting, using photos to help me remember what I saw. I like the abstract blocks of color.
Deliberate Sketching 