This picture evokes the grace and beauty–and heat– of Kenya. I love Hazel Soan’s work, her use of the white page, her dry brush strokes and her light suggestive touch.
I leave tomorrow night, so I’ve been doing all the last minute things today. But I still took time to sit by the river in my car and sketch the city hall. It was a perfect bright day, the river was frozen, the sun glinting on the shards of ice. I didn’t take long, about 1/2 an hour. I just had time for the tower and you might say, why bother, but sketching for me now has become like a pressing a reset button. It’s essential. Everything leaves my mind and my hand and eyes take over for a little while. The chattering left brain steps back.