There is something about sketching on location. Be it in front of I.M. Pie’s Louvre Museum, the Newark Reservoir, or the kitchen at my sister’s place in Ohio. The pen lines and watercolor strokes, while bringing out a certain form on the otherwise empty paper, also trap within them a slice of the Now. Let me give you an example. Last night, I sketched Homer Simpson behind the wheels.
I look at the sketch now, and in my head plays the song Let’s go surfing by Joakim Karud as that was part of the 33-minute long ‘Chill Vibes’ playlist that had Simpson’s visual as its cover image. I look at the sketch and I am crowded with a mosaic of images including that of my husband reading a book (Keepers of the Kaalachakra by Ashwin Sanghi) while laying on the couch, scenes from the Netflix series Outlander that we had watched that evening, the taste of stir-fried turnip and brown rice that we had had for dinner — the sketch, within it, keeps the memory of all these images and more.
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