Some time ago I found an old wiro notebook in a drawer. A scruffy wiro bound notebook with a photo of 2 men in a kayak with a bear on the front cover. In that notebook I found terrible sketches drawn in pencil made while travelling in 1991. One sketch leapt out at me. It was a rough pencil sketch of Mt Ararat from a backpacking trip to eastern Turkey. The sketch really surprised me – it was a very basic pencil sketch, drawn using a .5mm technical pencil on a cheap notepad. The sketch is just black and white… To my surprise the sounds and smells of the day came flooding back. Meeting some Kurdish goat herders and their flock near the base of Mt Ararat, about 10km from the Iranian border on a bright sunny but cool, alpine day. Along with memories of driving across the mountain steppe in an old Renault 19 and the smells of chai and coffee in a Doğubayazıt pasta solunu. It all came back come flooding back! Why did it evoke such vivid memories? I’m not really sure to be honest. Maybe t...
The newest and one of the largest Cunard Line vessels arrived in Auckland this month on her maiden voyage. Sailing from Southampton for the first time, through the Panama Canal and stopping in Tonga on it’s way to New Zealand. The 323 meter liner will visit 30 ports on her first world voyage.
Sketched while cyclling on a bright sunny Sunday afternoon, I squinted into the sun in an attempt to capture her sheer size. Maybe thats why I captured 11 decks in my sketch, not the 14 decks that I researched later.
Maybe I need a bigger sketchbook?
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