Something I wrote in my sketchbook while travelling in Europe in 1995...

While traveling, drawing has provided a sense of continuity and regularity amidst constantly changing landscape and culture. As a traditional process it provides a much needed sense of regularity through time, a connection to my past as well as the historical past........ And if nothing else the pure simplicity of a landscape, figure, or still life and the act of drawing them remains as a great escape back into myself and my world. It is basic, solid, pure, and reliable. My subject is everywhere. One of the most often repeated thoughts that other travelers share is the idea that what I am doing is much better than photography. It does plant in my memory the sense of a place. When I am forced to look at and find the color of clouds, sky, grass, trees, and buildings, the drawing struggle firmly plants them in my head. Looking at the drawings brings back a rush of memory and sensations.