Urban sketching for as long as I can remember

I have drawn for as long as I can remember, and I have carried a sketchbook with me on every holiday ever since I could afford to buy my own pencils and paper. So I have been sketching the world around me long before the term “urban sketching” ever existed – we just didn’t have a word for it when I was a young adult over thirty years ago – and I could never have imagined the internet, let alone mobile phones!

At the beginning I didn’t draw that often, and I’ll admit that I was the queen of the sketchbook which only had one sketch in it. I was such a perfectionist that I was scared to make a mistake, but when I did sit down to draw what I was seeing it really helped me to capture that special moment in time. Somehow drawing helped me soak in the environment around me like nothing else ever has – the sounds, the smells, the traffic and people going past, the shapes, colours and temperature. Even when my memory fails me on so many other things, looking at an old drawing brings that moment right back. To me, drawing is my version of mindfulness, of truly being in the moment.

Recently I began to wonder how it would look if I mapped my sketches over the years. If I grab an old sketchbook out of the cupboard or pick up a loose drawing from a box, will I remember where I was and what it was like?

Thanks to a technology which I could never have imagined when I was growing up, that is what I’m gradually trying to do here. Pin my sketches to the places I was in when I drew them, and thinking back to how it was then. It is a way of recording my memories and being grateful for all I have had in life. If you are interested in following along you can click on any of the links to see the bigger picture and, hopefully, read something about that time.

This is a big project – over 30 years of sketching what I could see around me – so adding those sketches and stories to my blog and map won’t be quick. I suspect it will be very enjoyable though, to reminisce. I hope you enjoy it too.

Enjoy πŸ™‚

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