Greetings from Holly's garage - the little, behind a little space - space that has absolutely no storage and lot of big ideas. Mixed in that space, in that box of ideas are some memories - many pressed, taped or penned into the pages of some old sketchbook.
Open them up and what comes tumbling out but the sound of cicadas, the smell of dry grasses, lavender fields and cobbled streets. Ducks in the fountain in the middle of Madrid, chocolate anticipation in Edinburgh, the divinity of Cornish clotted cream and so on.
I am SO glad i took notes in my travels - most meaningfully in sketches. One workshop we offer will be all about travel and mobile sketching - materials, methods, supplies on the fly...the best places for sketching faces and how to know when to run from a field full of cows. Maybe Robbie can teach us an old sailors song or "Non, je regrette rien..."a little Edith Piaff to stick in our ukulele repertoire. MAYBE.
A Cornish kitchen at midnight...jetlag.
Garlic in Provence.
A Bakery in Scotland.
Don't forget...you can treat your day to day life with the same reverence, the same attention to detail. Turn your every day into the adventure of a lifetime. Take time to sit and absorb the gorgeous details of the world around you, because whether you recognize it or not, it is magic.
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