A new old hobby
Now that my son has become a “big” boy he has a bit more independence, as do I. It’s a foreign feeling that I am stilling getting used to. As such, I’ve revisited an old hobby of sketching. My old new hobby… or new old hobby…
It’s been a real treat remembering how to pause and observe. The interactions of the public, seeing the quirks of buildings were built, re-built, re-freshed, and the patchwork quilt that is created overtime.
It’s also enjoyable to figure out how to sketch again…. make a mistake interesting and learn how to continue to fine-tune thing.
Kaumuki
Sunset at Kaimanas
Museum in France