Monday, 13 September 2010

From the Sketchbook ... Cartagena, Colombia

My mind is awash with visual stimulae ... I don't know where to start, so I fill my sketchbook with everything. Every day I invent a new theme; shall I focus on windows, or people, travel, buildings, the magnificent gold that is in the Colombian museums? Shall I make, and make, and make, from my rubbish? I collect the bags that I buy water in, I cut them open, I dry them out, I stitch with them, but in the meantime, I draw and paint and draw and paint, wherever I am, whatever I see. This is my language school in Cartagena, Nueva Lengua.