On the hill overlooking the port of San Juan is this old gate, next to Parque de las Palomas (which, as the name suggests, was teaming with hundreds of pigeons). I was there too early in the day to catch the lunch crowd. Had I been an hour later, this street would have been as bustling as the park.
Up the river from the pontoon bridge in Willemstad is a floating market where boats dock to sell their wares. Many of the vendors are Venezuelans who sail the 18 miles to Curaçao.
I love Willemstad. I think that its prominent Dutch influences and its Caribbean situation make it an ideal place to paint. The pontoon bridge swings open to allow ships up the river — I've never seen another bridge like this. My sketch was a bit tricky because of the extreme value contrasts — the dark reflections on the water contrasted with the bright colors of the gabled houses and sky.
My first time to Antigua I saw an island still recovering from the hurricanes. My favorite spot was the cathedral and its graveyard where headstones dated to the 1700s. There was a lot of construction going on — renovations/improvements to the church — and I found it impossible to find something I wanted to paint there. But this area near the docks was colorful, shady and lively.
St Thomas had incredibly clear blue water. Everything there was blue or shades of blue and green. I loved the pops of orange here.
At the time I did this sketch in Key West, this side street was screaming to be painted. But when I was nearly finished, I realized that there were no people to be seen — something strange in a place as lively as Key West.
Over the holidays we went on a two-week cruise in the eastern and southern Caribbean. While the cruise was fantastic, the best part about it was having time to do some painting. This sketch was from the upper deck of our ship as we sailed through St. Lucia's Soufrière Bay. The sun was setting, warmly illuminating the island and casting deep, cool shadows on the folks leaning over the railing.
I love doing illustrations for Cricket Magazine! Thanks, Anna, for offering me this month's cover!
The wrap-around completes the image. You'll have to pick up your own copy to see how the narrative continues on the inside! Here's the black and white pencil sketch I submitted before doing the final art:
It's been way too long since I've been back to Oaxaca. Mitla is a beautiful town with colonial Spanish architecture and Zapotec ruins.
Lübeck is an incredibly picturesque town. Nearing sunset the colors were intense and the shadows long.
Hamburg is a bustling place! I loved the contrast of the dark, burgundy-red bricks against the blustery blue-grey sky.
I had the good fortune to travel to Góra, the town my grandmother's family left when they emigrated to Michigan. They spoke German while some of our cousin's families spoke Polish. The nearby Rheda River served as the boundary for early partitionings of Poland. Grandma was being diplomatic when she told me that we were Prussian.
When sketching in Gordes, I popped into a cafe for something to drink and paid a whopping 6€ ($9!) for a cup of coffee! While still beautiful, Gordes has become too expensive for my taste!
What a boon to be able to do sketches like these here in my own stomping ground!
The Festival de la Bande Dessinée in Angoulême was great, but so were the views throughout the town.
I loved the receding planes and soft colors in Fontaine-de-Vaucluse.
The light in the valley between Lacoste and Bonnieux was gorgeous.
The clouds outside my studio window were strangely and subtly warm.
From Mount Constitution on Orcas Island
Playing with textures and brushwork...