I don’t paint nearly as often as I’d like to or should, particularly when I’m travelling. Being pressed for time – or, more often, sheer laziness/the social media sinkhole – gets in the way. But every time I do, I find that it intensifies an experience. There’s something about capturing a place you’re passing through or a fleeting moment within the pages of a sketchbook that feels both personal and indelible.
This historic city – bustling, sublime and chaotic all at once – is one of my favourite places to visit. Each neighbourhood contains a world of its own, and its inhabitants are warm, welcoming and easygoing. Since my first visit in 2013, I’ve returned to Istanbul thrice (every summer since 2016) but what I haven’t experienced yet is a crisp winter in the city. Someday soon, I hope.
What can I say about Paris that hasn’t been said before? As hackneyed a thought as it might be, it’s true: for those passing by, this exquisite city is an escape from sobering present-day realities.
There are two main things that I remember about Bali. One, how incredibly green it was. I haven’t quite come across that spectacular shade of rich green anywhere else.
And two, that I almost collapsed from the humidity.
Tel Aviv, Israel
Thank goodness for Tel Aviv, says nearly anyone who has ever lived anywhere else in Israel. The city is a bubble, which isn’t usually a good thing. But it can be a relief in a region where politics and religion are omnipresent, and you just want to leave it all behind for a little while to surf and restore your sanity.
I’ve never actually visited Hong Kong, but sometimes it helps to surrender to the unfamiliar and paint a scene from a place you’ve never set foot in. And then visiting it can be quite a surreal experience.
What’s one place you’ve thoroughly enjoyed sketching in?