Winter Calm.
If you know me, you know that with anything that requires continual attention under a constantly recycling time schedule, I generally fall behind. This list includes, but is not limited to, watering plants, doing laundry, eating leftovers, washing dishes, buying toilet paper, turning in weekly school assignments, updating my blog.
I owe you an update about Taiwan, in which I should tell you how wonderful it was to spend comfortable time with old friends in a new country, drinking oolong tea in the mountains and spending long rainy mornings drinking coffee and eating fresh fruit in the comfort of a Taiwanese home, discussing books, language and travel.
And as it goes, in three weeks I will owe you another update about Thailand, in which I will be traveling for fifteen days, two thirds of that on my own, trekking through ruins and rainforests and islands on foot and bike and elephant.
And, technically, I should be updating you about my current winter camp, which is going wonderfully, for I adore my small class of nineteen eager students, two hours a day for two weeks, and look forward to connecting them in conversation and potential trans-Pacific friendships to ten eager American students, via the amazing connective poweress of the interwebs, aka Skype.
But, as my easy mind would have it, instead of finding me on the interwebs connecting myself to you, I have found myself calmly, peacefully, and quietly falling back into notebooks, sketches, and scribbled words to myself, occasionally in the company of other wonderful artistic people I am lucky enough to call my friends.
I have shamelessly stolen these pictures from my friend, Emily Albun, to whom all picture cred in this post will go.
Sketching at Bar Da, Hongdae, Seoul
Bottle of wine at Bar Da
Bar Da in Hongdae, Seoul: An Artist's Haven