I have commented before about my quest to deepen my experience of the beautiful places I am visiting. How to settle into quiet meditation, and be more fully present to being alive, being here, in the moment. Art helps me with that. I brought with me, a small collection of paint brushes, oil paints, and 1 small canvas. I have now left them behind, unused, at the French house that serves as our base. It turns out that a sketch pad and a single pencil has taken me to the place I was looking for. Or, shall I say, the tools have been found. I still need to sit, and surrender to the pencil and paper. Here are a few sketches I have done so far.