For isn’t seeing the truest, most important thing? And isn’t it the very reason we travel? To see the world for ourselves – with our own eyes and ears, and with our own hands and hearts.
Drawing connections in Cartagena.
travel sketches
Summer’s Sketchbook 2014.
From beautiful Vashon Island in the Pacific Northwest to the infinite beaches of the Outer Banks in North Carolina, I tried to pull out my sketchbook as often as possible during this stateside summer.
An illustrated love letter to Vashon Island
As I studied the Puget Sound in my scooter’s rear-view mirror, I realized then that the greatest gift that Vashon gave me this summer was the gift of reflection – the gift of looking back.
Introducing my next sketching adventure!
It’s yet another lesson I’ve learned this year: As scary as the unknown can be – be it our future or simply a new corner of the world – it’s up to us to finally fill in the blanks…not to mention our sketchbooks.
My one-year Etsy-versary: Notes on listening to the flow.
I’m learning that just because our dreams change and take on a different shape doesn’t mean we’re giving up on them – it simply means we’re listening to what’s working. We’re listening to the flow.
A little birthday sketch by the sea.
My head is always filled with a thousand plans for the future, but as I dug my feet into the sand and sketched a place I’ve been calling home for nearly three decades now, I felt my mind grow still.
Introducing Summer’s Sketchbook 2014.
If our inaugural Summer’s Sketchbook last year was any indication of what’s to come this summer, I couldn’t be more excited to see the sketches that unfold over the new few months.
A day in the life of a yurt dweller
Though it’s what I’ll miss the most about my current role as a yurt dweller, it’s also what I’m determined to carry with me when I leave – the sense of awareness and aliveness I feel here.
An illustrated love letter to Salt Spring Island
Right in the middle of perfectly ordinary moments – moments that happen by circumstance or serendipity – life is made extraordinary. And this, I’m slowly learning, is the real magic of Salt Spring.
Notes on sketching the places we call home.
I know I won’t ever lose my love for sketching faraway places – but for now, I’m grateful to be turning my sketchbook’s attention (and my own) to views a little closer to home.