Why sketch?

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...

Dun ah, dun nah, dunna, dunna....

The shark display at Auckland Museum. For some strange reason people cue up to to get their photos taken with various sharks found in NZ waters, a Mako, Thresher etc and the largest, the Great White.

Having mostly only seen the odd fin out on the water from time to time, they are much larger than I thought! The Great White at 6 metres long and perhaps 1.5 wide has got to be the scariest creature anywhere. Something to think about next time you go swimming.

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