I believe memories are like great wine, they get better as they age, and this summer, my friends, was a vintage harvest! I’m amazed that what feels like so much longer was in- fact only four months, but it was four months where I was living each and every single day.
The first two months of May and June were spent working on our first animated short film with some of my closest friends. A project we did outside of school, this was an incredible experience which turned out to be so much more than I think any of us could have predicted. The time spent with all the amazing artists working on this short alone I would consider to be a worthwhile summer, and then I have the added bonus of having something tangible at the end which we are all excited about. There still is a significant bit of work left on it, so keep an eye out for more news on that as the year goes on.
I spent the remaining months of July and August backpacking
My Journal(above) was more than two inches thick by the end of my trip. It's full of things I pasted into it and postcards which meant something to me. The text was all written in a stream of consciousness, so incase you read please forgive the unstructured ramblings and spelling and grammatical mistakes.Enjoy!
Scanned in and photoshoped some pages from the sketchbooks which accompanied me on my journey (filled one and went half way through another this trip). I used mostly pens and wax pencils. I also did some Charcol, marker and watercolor studies but nothing substantial. These were all done Plein Air.(another benefit of travelling alone...you can plonk yourself anywhere that catches your fancy and spend an hour sketching!)
I don’t know what in the past four months I would term as the “highlight”…really…it was all a highlight….The thrill being part of an incredible creative team, the heightened sense of being when you know you are doing something new and exciting, creating work which you never thought you could produce, discovering new music, cooking for friends, random guitar jams, learning about different cultures, friendly strangers… picking up on languages, the rolling hills of Tuscany, Riding the train into Venice as the sun broke over the water, watching shooting stars across the rooftops of Rome, getting lost, finding a hidden jewel in a city, going outside your comfort zone and so extending your comfort zone, Karaoke bars in Budapest, Parties in Prague filled with the green haze of Absynthe, Clubbing with Brazilians (OMG), The Lourve, authentic conversation, complete anonymity, jazz bars in the south of France, …..and so so so much more…what can I say… best summer of my life….so far anyway ;-)



































