my alter ego has set off in a ship across the sea to sweden. she’s taking the northpole route. meanwhile, the other mary ann moss is adding pockets to my stockholm travel journal.
and on a completely different note, today i stopped for a car sketch while i was running errands.
while i was in my car sketching away, i decided to get a new one of these little 3×5 moleskine watercolor journals to stash in my bag when i’m in sweden. i’m pretty sure i’ll want to stop periodically and draw the scene in which i find myself.
say for example ingrid & i are out on her boat and pirates come aboard. a sketchbook is very non-threatening. i can sketch our captors and turn the photographic likenesses into the police when we are rescued. that is if the pirates should get away in the ensuing scuffle. which they probably won’t after ingrid and i finish with them. but… say they do.
i’ll be prepared. if it comes to that.
a travel journal is a container for not just words & pictures, but important stuff too. notes, recipes, old photos, whatever i happen to see on the ground. i have found all those things and more in the past. once in lisbon i found a discarded wallet in a dark alley. there was nothing left of value, except of course for a few photos. i added them to my travel journal.
let’s take a look at that lisbon travel journal, shall we? i rustled it up after writing the above about the photos.
if you’re portugese pardon my ill-informed rant about your food. when i go to porto you can invite me over to your house and give me a lesson about portugese gastronomy. whadda ya say?
that’s all she wrote!