prince islands from the ferry
looking at it now, i am not so happy with this drawing. maybe i will redo it.
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istanbul diaries, winter
last friday I desperately needed some alone time, so I rode the ferry boat to prince islands on a whim, and back. it was sunny when i left and cloudy by the time i arrived, and I sat there looking into the infinity, remembering my autumn in santorini and naxos, when my everyday life consisted of this: alone, looking into the sea.
i took this photo fron the ferry ride back to istanbul - thinking how lucky i was to choose a city which also “contains” islands — because it is not possible to choose an island, which also contains a city.
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notes on process
an hour into drawing this i got bored. which means that it’s time for my drawing process to die and rebirth itself - time to explore and discover other challenges. i used to draw ornate architecture when i was 13 - on real pastel, real paper - and spend hours looking at light, darks, and shadows. it’s fine, but in the end - just a study of replicating light.
these days - as i’ve been working on so many different projects at once: (like studying turkish, like my resource pages, like my shop, like house on the webs) - this daily practice has been a visual meditation for me, and still feels so necessary, so essential, like breathing with my eyes.