The only good thing about having to grab moments to post sketches in between other, more pressing business is that this drawn-out process allows the memories of that wonderful trip to linger more vividly... it's as if those three weeks in Brittany had a sillage, the perfume of which I can still detect in the air afterward, many days and thousands of miles away.
In addition to gathering information and images for my water series of paintings, I was a regular old tourist in Brittany, as these sketches will show. I had never been there before, so I wanted to see as much as I could. In three weeks, I drove 3000 km. And I'd still be there, tootling around the region in my little Opel, sketchbook in hand and wide smile on my face, if I could. More sketches to come, but family matters are intense once again, so it may be a few days before I can find the time to post again.
I LOVED Brittany!!! I will say more about this as I continue to post my sketches and stories, but for right now a brief declaration of love will have to suffice. My mother is back in the hospital (though doing better, as of last night----they've discovered the source of a problem that has been plaguing her for a long while, so that is the bright side of this latest setback. We all hope this will allow her to really regain her strength and appetite.). I will be on the road again, to and from her town for the foreseeable future. My daughter Cecelia is coming, with her boyfriend for a ten-day visit (several days of which I will, unfortunately have to miss, due to my mother's illness), and our grandson Jonas turns one today, with a big party here tomorrow in celebration. So, lots going on.