In 2001 I took a trip with my friend Jean to Bali, Indonesia. I was between architecture firms at that time, and though I had lined up a job to come home to, I was enjoying the liberty of traveling and not having work weighing on me. But, the sketches seemed so rough to me at the time that I hated every one of them, but I kept on sketching. I'm glad I did, because now I kind of appreciate them more. When I look at them, I am back in Bali, and the memory is so vivid!
I hope you can excuse the poor quality images--I can always find an excuse for not doing something "oh, my camera needs the battery charged" and "oh, the scanner isn't hooked up to the computer" etc. In an effort to get off my rear, I just took the pics with my iphone. They're in no particular order.
Permuteran. The Balinese believe where water meets mountain there is a sacred balanced energy--yin and yang, male and female...call it what you will, the energy there was amazing and relaxing!
This one cracks me up because we went to go see this guy who was a healer. He took his time with each of us, giving us a sort of aura reading, and then, sitting at his feet, facing the same way he was facing (your back to him, sitting in a chair) he would kind of "find" these areas of pain on you--I wasn't having any pain, but he was able to find a spot under my jaw, and said something in Balinese, to which, our guide said "cavity" and I said--"Wow, yeah, it's a temporary filling!" (so creepy!) Also, there was a guy in our group who was spiritually a wreck. Was practicing paganism, and mysticism...all sorts of mumbo-jumbo (I'm open minded, but he was dabbling in anything and everything) Anyway--this dude had such weird energy...I was interested in hearing what this healer was going to say about him. He ended up touching his shoulders, his head...and then said (per the translator) "I can't read this guy...too much stuff going on." It was really weird! You can see that my sketch went unfinished because it was my turn to get read--this was the area he used to do his readings, a sort of big platform in the middle of his home compound.
While Jean was meditating, I decided to work on my inability to sketch people. As you can see, this was the first sketch on the trip (Taipei, China airport layover) and also that I didn't like the cover of the sketchbook, so I flipped the lid around and put black paper on the outside (this was probably the only reason I was able to sketch at all--that it wasn't a nicely bound book!)
Must profane the book! respect it not!! #mystyle
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