For me, every connection is a tiny knot in the thousand fraying threads we carry with us. Every encounter is a part of the larger tapestry coming to life, slowly being woven into significance.
travel
From Colombia to Costa Brava: Introducing a new sketching adventure.
If sketching the mural in Athens taught me anything, it’s that new ideas do indeed have a way of stretching our minds, just as windows are opened to the coming of spring.
Drawing connections in Cartagena.
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.
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.
Illustrated inspiration from Book Passage Travel Writers Conference 2014.
The past four days gifted me a series of phrases that have been circling in my head from the moment I heard them, so this year I thought – why not let Book Passage speak for itself?
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.
Notes from an island in the Puget Sound.
I keep thinking about the mysterious ways in which life often works – planting seeds when we least expect it, and then giving us equally unexpected opportunities to bring those seeds to fruition.
The day I lost my travel mojo.
We find our rhythms in life, and we fall out of them. We catch our buses and flights, and sometimes we miss them. We lose our travel mojo, and we get it back – at least that’s what I’m hoping happens soon.
One last look at Salt Spring Island.
It occurred to me this week that while I’ve shared sketch after sketch of Salt Spring, I’ve shared very little photos of it on the blog – and that perhaps you might enjoy a different look at the island.
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.










