Here are the first couple pages from my sketchbook, tracking our three week adventure in South America. Keep in mind, that the west coast of South America (Peru, Chile) is east of New York. I know, I know, we all think it's straight south, but Buenos Aires is four time zones east of Arizona (New York is only three).
I finished my 10,000 and one sketches in my other sketchbook and took along a brand new one. Here's the first page:
We spent our first night in an old house in Tigre, which is about 40 miles north of Buenos Aires. Looks a lot like Holland with canals and wooden boats everywhere. This is a view of the French doors which looked out on a second story balcony of our room:
It's on the delta of the Rio de la Plata River which is so wide you can't see across it. We crossed on a boat, traversing the upper waterways. We landed in Carmelo, Uruguay, had lunch at Fay Faye, then caught the bus for Colonia at one:
I was surprised by the landscape. It looked like Iowa or Nebraska, with neat little farms everywhere, including one with my son's name on it. Those sketches tomorrow.
"What the public criticizes in you, cultivate. It is you."