I am in a sketching phase. And especially scenes, not things or objects. Scenes like buildings and architecture, streets, les places, small shops. I don’t think I’m particularly good at these type of “scenes”, but I’m having fun! I sometimes feel I will never be a proper artist. I feel too much like a changeling for I have too many phases. Maybe it is the winter. Or the atmosphere in the streets, the lights coming from buildings, the reflection of streetlamps…how can I work alone in my atelier when there is the smell of coffee and hot chocolate in the bars, the intimate talks around candles, the festivity of people with shopping bags in the streets, the creeping deeper into your woolen hat and coat…
Some last sketches from Paris: The first from le jardin du luxembourg with its hordes of trees and chairs.
…trees in jardin du luxembourg…
…a corner of st Sulpice and a sentier off rue des archives…
…la fontaine de st. sulpice…
All sketches done in pen/pencil and watercolour in sketchbook (15.3x25cm)