My travel journal was recycled paper, a student paper from last year--Typing paper that crinkles, a fast, do-anything project.
First evening in Clamart (Parisian suburb). The closest place to eat was "Happy Sushi". Yeah, go to France and eat sushi: go figure!
Micron pen, Pigma brush pen, watercolor.
Trying to pick up where I left off and catch up...it seems like centuries ago. So much has happened in six weeks and Mr. M. has come through a very difficult operation successfully. Here are my April entries for Joanne Sharpe's "Artfully Inspired Life". For the first page, I drew a quince tree branch in bloom at the beginning of April. Then, there were beautiful tulip gardens in the Parisian suburb where we stayed--haven't seen tulips in years.
And how can I ever thank you, my blogging friends, for all the support you have given so generously?
My travel journal was recycled paper, a student paper from last year--Typing paper that crinkles, a fast, do-anything project. 
