Yesterday I stopped for a ginger matcha latte at The Teahouse in Santa Fe. Determined to keep up with my daily drawing I brought my art supplies along. It sounds romantic, but it's actually quite a pain to carry art supplies on your wanderings. They're heavy, and you always have that feeling that you're supposed to be doing something more than just being.
Expecting to sketch a tea cup or a honey jar, I was so excited when I looked up to see many paper lanterns in different shapes and sizes. I was thankful I had my art supplies then. I'd thought of everything, colored pencils, eraser, pencil sharpener, and a little bag to catch the pencil shavings from the sharpener. When I realized I forgot to bring paper to draw on I nearly flew off the handle. But I heard a whisper, "Is-ness, is-ness. Remember?". Then I realized I could draw on the old receipts stuffed in my purse.
