Last weekend I bundled my clothes, sketchpad and a few art supplies and hit the road for a long overdue road trip. Like most of my trips, this one was a last minute plan with family, to seek refuge in the wilderness, away from the crazy noise and pollution the Diwali weekend was bound to bring in the city.
There's something about the crisp mountain air, that has a way of clearing the cobwebs in your mind and bringing perspective to things that seem stifled and muffled in the city. The last month was a wonderfully taxing one, with the festivities at their peak and customised and last minute requests pouring in. This break was a much needed one, unlike the more rugged and physically demanding trips I normally like to take, this was a weekend of lazying around in the pool, peaceful walks, family banter and all in all just blissful peace and quite.
So with sweet memories of firefly light nights, humming birds and the gentle whisper of the wind, I feel like reenergised and ready to hit the paints!
There's something about the crisp mountain air, that has a way of clearing the cobwebs in your mind and bringing perspective to things that seem stifled and muffled in the city. The last month was a wonderfully taxing one, with the festivities at their peak and customised and last minute requests pouring in. This break was a much needed one, unlike the more rugged and physically demanding trips I normally like to take, this was a weekend of lazying around in the pool, peaceful walks, family banter and all in all just blissful peace and quite.
So with sweet memories of firefly light nights, humming birds and the gentle whisper of the wind, I feel like reenergised and ready to hit the paints!
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