So, my last travel was to Vienna and it was absolutely amazing! This city is incredibly beautiful, I had the chance to meet an old friend I hadn’t seen in a very long time and I saw the sunset over Sissi’s castle while listening to an opera.
Definitely a good memory and one of my best travels.
Apparently I forgot to post my drawing from holidays 2016 when I was in Riga. So, let’s correct this mistake right now.
I went there to see two very good friends, one of them being the one I talked about in a previous post about a deer. The other one being one of my classmates from university with whom I have many good memories.
From this stay I actually only have one regret : the absence of snow despite the cold weather but it is such a great memory to look back to.
I made this drawing as a commissioned work for someone I used to co-work with.
I really like this kind of drawings with dots. The symbolism of a multitude of insignificant, rough, most basic and imperfect little things, ; created by the contacts of two opposites : the dark ink of a pointy pen and the white, immaculate and smooth piece of paper. All this absurdity, put in a larger perspective to create meaning.
The line has meaning, the letter does to. They have shape and intention. But the dot isn’t even placed with premeditation. It is only the momentum that made it exist, and it is the same momentum that will make it bland and invisible in the mass. But despite all of it, it gives texture, meaning and a certain “beauty” to the ensemble.
To go to Prague has been a dream of mine for quite some time. Fortunately the dream has now turned into memories.
Two of my favourite authors are born in Czechia : Kafka and Kundera. And Kafka, the one I have been obsessed about for years, lived in Prague and still haunts the city today, but I might do a little post about him since he was my travel buddy during the trip. I promise I haven’t gone insane 😉
Anyway, Prague is one of the most beautiful cities I’ve ever seen but it is also one of the most densely populated with tourists, a piece of advice : wake up early to see the bridge and the castle when there isn’t to much crowd.
The castle is incredible, it is supposed to be where Kafka found his inspiration for the novel “the castle”. Walking in his footsteps, remembering the book, I can see how.
Soon I’ll be back in Spain for a few day so I thought that it might be time to put this one here.
It reminds me of a very good period last year when I had the chance to travel a bit in France and Spain and to see some of my best friends.
Luckily next month might be similar, which makes me very impatient. I’m often frustrated not being able to see my best friends more than once or twice each year but that also makes it more special when it happens.