I didn't have enough and I still don't have enough of Paraty. One week after my last visit I've decided to go there again early morning and just sit somewhere to capture the moment.
It was hot but enjoyably windy and an artist from a house behind me was listening to Ray Charles while he was working. It was just perfect.
This is a store in Paraty by the quayside that since decades sells colourful hammocks. I love to paint these colours, as you also can see in an oil painting I did exactly eleven years ago. @ Javier: with "my pointllism"! ;-)
Here is the beach near to my parents' house called "Lagoinha", what means "small lake", just because it hasn't much waves.
Here is a view from the garden to the house. The sea is a bit far behind the house.
This flower called Alpinia purpurata is one of my favourite flowers. It belongs to the ginger family. Once in Bali I've found out that one can get a powder from its roots to make a tea that tastes exactly like a normal ginger tea. I still didn't try to do this yet! Maybe next holiday...
Almost every year I return to Brazil to spend the Christmas holidays at the beach. I know, Christmas time doesn't fit with summer and beach, but that's the Christmas I always had here, with plastic pine tree covered with plastic snow. And I love this winter break.
Inside the "Livraria Cultura" and in the "Padoca do Mani" for the breakfast with a friend, São Paulo.
The view from the boat at the Paraty seaside.
Unfortunately I didn't know the Urban Sketchers yet as the 5th Symposium in 2014 took place in Paraty. What a frustation I had as I found it out! I come to Paraty every year, I never get tired to see and photograph this lovely colonial town. As a small compensation I went to Paraty to draw there, fighting against the heat (36 degrees) and the mosquitoes. A friend of mine from Switzerland, Oliver Sprenger, was also there to make his first "urban sketching"!
That's the traditional scene that repeats ever year: my mom in the kitchen preparing the Christmas dinner, turkey. I tried to draw it inside the oven, but it was impossible. Sad.
Here is the view to the garden. The family was preparing a "churrasco" (Brazilian barbecue) while I was sketching it with a ventilator beside me.
View to the beach "Lagoinha".
Another view to the garden. That's my mom again taking care of the plants.
Der Winter ist offenbar schon zurück und die Lust, draussen unter so angenehme Temperaturen zu zeichnen, ist definitiv weg. Bevor ich die "indoor sketches" (inklusiv Ausblicke aus der Fenster) wieder starte, möchte ich mit euch meine Ausrüstung für unterwegs teilen. Für die Serie "Unser Auslaufmaterial", tolle Idee Boris! ;-)
1. Hunger verdirbt jede Lust, um zu zeichnen. Wenn unterwegs, dann sicher mit einigen Süssigkeiten dabei.