Travel/ vacation both inspires me an allows me the time to sketch. My usual subject matter is the landscape in a new and beautiful spot. On the bus to Canyon Lake, AZ, with fellow swimmers, I had time to sketch the passing roadside during the unusual occurance of heavy desert rain in October. The resulting drawing is a bit more sinister looking than the real landscape, and given the speed of car travel, impressionistic. I quite like the result, though. (pardon the affected tone of the last sentence. I’ve been traveling with British tourists for the last 4 days and I’m picking up their accent).