I spent four days in Denver last week. I expected some beautiful mountain vistas, but all I could see from my room was the reflection of my hotel on the hotel next door.
I was stuck in meetings most of the time so I amused myself by sketching the various speakers.
On the way home I sketched some planes and people while waiting at the Denver airport.
Some of the best work I've done isn't hanging on a wall; it's sitting in a box in my closet that's full of my old sketch books. I fill up one or two books each year. Some of the sketches end up as a basis of a more formal work, but most don't. They’re more important to me as a pictorial diary and also as on-going training; learning to really see and to understand shape, light and color.
This blog is to share my sketches as well as my sketching experiences.