Post Symposium Barcelona

The day after the symposium, my husband and I wandered around the quieter Sunday streets admiring the beautiful architecture in Barcelona. I did some quick sketches of some of Gaudi's buildings; Casa Comalat...

Casa Batllo...

and Casa Mila...

I also sketched a non-Gaudi building, Casa de les Punxes...

and the view from our hotel terrace....

On the final night in Barcelona, my husband and I were having a late dinner at a restaurant near our hotel. We ordered Cava, appetizers, and paella. We got our Cava, but after half an hour, our waitress came to see if we had our appetizers (we didn't) and apologized. She brought us our bread with tomatoes. After awhile, she came back and said that the paella order hadn't been started, and she brought us some more glasses of Cava. Since it was going to be another half hour before the paella arrived, I started sketching our view from our table. After awhile, the man next to us (Augustin) engaged us in a conversation (with his limited English and my meager Castillian Spanish). Eventually, a woman on the other side  (Yolanda) was brought into the conversation, and with her basic English and limited French, and some back and forth between them in Catalan, we had a conversation. Our paella arrived and we contiued talking. As the night wore on, we put all our tables together and shared tastes of desserts and more wine. 

We were having a wonderful time but the hour was late, and we were going to have to return to the hotel for our flight out the next day. Unexpectedly, Augustin paid for both our dinners, drinks, and desserts and those of our other dinner companion, Yolanda.

We had hugs and kisses and bid farewell to these warm and generous people. It was a magical night, and it all started with a sketch (and some late paella:)

4th International Urban Sketching Symposium: Barcelona!

Before arriving in Barcelona for the symposium, my husband and I went to Amsterdam and Paris, but that will be saved for another post.

We arrived in Barcelona two days before the symposium. We wandered around in the neighborhood where it was going to be held, and eventually found a group of sketchers already chatting, sketching, and drinking in a bar near the headquarters.

As the evening wore on, about two dozen of us went to dinner together and got to know eachother over tapas and sagria. What a fun evening!

The next day, there was a sketchcrawl near a hospital

and the Sagrada Familia...

Thursday, the workshops started, and my first one was with the effervescent Lynne Chapman, a children's book illustrator from Sheffield, England. I kind of missed the goal of the first sketch. Besides "going large" we were supposed to actually go off the page.

I got closer on this one.

Next, we were to ignore local color, use harmonious warm and cool colors and have an accent. This was so fun! I felt like I was releasing my inner fauve.

On day 2, my first workshop was with Luis Ruiz, an architect from Spain, whose work I've long admired. Here, I learned about leaving things out, leaving some repeating things to guide the eye, and making windows as just little scratchy spots instead of rectangles. I've got a long ways to go, but this time I didn't tire of drawing a building after the 5th window.

That afternoon, I had a workshop with Ea Ejersbo from Denmark and Marina Grechanik from Israel, both of whom draw sketches from their daily lives. We practiced drawing quickly, simplifying the scene, and leaving lots of blank space in the composition. We were to do this while finding stories to capture.  I really had fun with the looseness of this approach. Here are quick people sketches from the market...

one using a single color

and finally, combining color, line, and telling stories of the scene.

On the final day of the symposium, I had a workshop with Inma Serrano, an artist and teacher from Spain. She encouraged us to ignore local color, disregard perspective, draw quickly, and try to capture the energy in people and buildings. We started with several very short sketches of people at the Placa del Pi...

and then made our buildings "into monsters"...

Again, this was tremendously fun. All these loose activities were very freeing and made for childlike play.

In the afternoon, some of us planned to sketch at another market before the big sketchcrawl, but it was closed, so we had some very refreshing treats at a charming cafe...

and missed the huge photo shoot at the Arc de Triomf. Still, we managed to get to the giant sketchcrawl for another sketch, where I tried to apply some of the new skills I had been taught.

The symposium was a wonderful experience. The sketchers, the instructors, the staff, and the whole city of Barcelona were incredible and I will have memories (and sketches) of these for a lifetime.

Barcelona on My Mind

When the first Urban Sketchers Symposium happened, I was lucky to live right in Portland. It was a fantastic experience to sketch and learn with so many other excited sketchers. I vowed then that I would go to another symposium, and this year, I was lucky enough to be able to go again.

Back when it was announced that the 4th Urban Sketching Symposium would be in Barcelona, I started to prepare.

When it came time to register, I was up early, hoping, like so many others, to be able to get into the symposium.

Next came getting the necessary equipment...

and selecting the colors that I would take. This was a big decision!

Then, finally, it was time to go!