Today was windy, but not too cold. Either way, the St. Thomas Church was open and mainly empty. Bach practiced the organ here and the church does frequent recitals. I recommend visiting if you are ever in Leipzig.
Was a good week. I’m heading to the airport in 10 minutes for a noon flight, but managed to get in half an hour of sketching after breakfast. I like this building. It’s a little quirky and romantic. The balconies
I spent the morning at home listening to the birds and drinking coffee instead of going out. Today the sun is coming out every once in a while. I thought I would make the best of it before it gets
The sun thought about coming out today, then decided against. But at least the humidity has dropped down to almost 80% and my paper doesn’t curl as I draw. This mangrove tree is behind the Central Library in Causeway Bay.
Well, I guess there just aren’t enough cheap “international style” buildings in Hong Kong. That’s the only reason I can think that the Town Planners are bulldozing the old colonial police station to put in its place two modern buildings
Another dreary cold day. The mist was heavy this morning and the bus ride from Big Wave Bay was very foggy. I wandered around looking for a covered area on the East side of the island, but nothing really appealed
Wow. What a great day to paint. Once again the weather report was so far off you begin to wonder if all the weathermen knew what a great day it was going to be and had called in sick, leaving
I had a full day to myself and quickly ran off this morning to Mong Kok to see the flower market. All over Hong Kong shops are putting out red rabbits, fire crackers and anything else that can be manufactured
Behind the beach shower area is a small bridge that leads the back way into Big Wave Bay Village. As with a lot of the village’s around, you have to cut through other people’s yard or front porch to get
Today started out cloudy and very windy. Knowing the sun would eventually come out I headed to the beach with my big paper. And while the sun came out after lunch, the wind never let up. I’ve never painted with