Travelogues waiting for their adventures
Few things make me happier than a fresh leather bound art travel journal with blank pages waiting to be filled! The virgin white pages excite me with anticipation - visual stories that I will look back on in future years. Whether the resulting images will be a reflection of literal places or from my imagined worlds, they are travelogues of the to-be epic quest.
Old and new journals - the one on the right is itching to be ravaged.
Oh-so-white pages with hand stitched binding by me. The silence is deafening.
This most recent one will travel with me to London and Southwest Ireland in September for another residency at Cill Rialaig Artist Retreat, my 3rd one at this extraordinary location. More images and information will follow soon regarding this upcoming residency.
I am also working on my next online course - this one about making art travel journals and beyond! I'm hoping to have it completed and on my site in the coming months.
In the meantime, here are a few images of previous journal pages from various travelogues I created. Hope you enjoy!
No particular place - yet it exists somehow, somewhere.
One of my favorite entries - I was in southern Colorado at a friends artist retreat called Mountain Water. The mountains were inspired by the Spanish Peaks but no such water like this exists in that arid region.
This view was from my apartment looking across the cork oak tree farm while an artist in residency at Obras in central Portugal.
Journal entry from Provence in southern France. Olive grove shadows across a field.
The altar at the Abbey in Borbas, Portugal.
Another entry from Provence in southern France.