Japanese sketchbook - Urban sketchers - Lisbon

Along the Tagus River, at sunset, inmigrates watch the tankers pass by. Maybe it reminds them a similar moment with their family in their country, along a similar river. Rivers are good at waking nostalgy up...


A moment before, at the Rubi Ginginha Bar.
Costa drinks a beer leaning on a bin, near the door. Workers stop by a few minutes. Vito gives them strong liqueur to help. Strong liver. The bar is full of workers going to work. It's Sunday...

Costa seems to scan you with his deep blue eyes. When we don't speak the same language, we speak with our body, instinctively.

An old homeless comes several times to swallow liqueur. Later, he'll be unconscious on the street, nobody cares.

Costa explains life is hard in Portugal. He couldn't afford to have more than one child. I ask Costa and Vito if they have internet to send them the drawing. No, they don't.

Costa sees the logo of Belas Artes de Lisboa on my sketchbook. He took part in some wall fixing there. He used to escape to have a look at students' creations. Suddenly, he kisses my cheek and goes away, time to go back to work.


Sketch crawl with Urban Sketchers' group.
Japanese sketchbook to read the oriental way, from right to left...
Praça do Comércio Lisbon.
Icelandic group Sigur Ròs's music is floating in the air, as a signal from Iceland, the country where they make noise knocking on pans in front of the government.

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2 comments:

Sergius Optimus said...

Nice drawings...

Emily said...

thank you ! It's been a great adventure.