Category: spain

So he sketched inside that church,
and outside this cathedral:

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He sketched while I waited in line outside the Palace;

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while I checked the map;

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when he didn’t want to forget the colours;

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and while everyone else ate lunch.

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So here’s the lads sketching in a church. I gave them books through which I, of course, wanted to encourage the obsessive transcription of every moment of every day.

Just this morning a friend and I were having coffee and reflecting that even with still-young children you look around and think, ‘But that’s not what I wanted to teach you…I haven’t taught you the things you need to know yet…don’t be nine, we haven’t finished with eight’.

But if you leave the space, you get your compensations, don’t you? It never occurred to me that they might like sketching.

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And here’s the lads, map in hand, finding the way to our hotel in Burgos. Moments to make your heart sing indeed.

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And you can never have enough Mortadelo y Filemon. A worthy use of your allowance even if you can’t understand a word of it.

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Also, you see that chair in the window. At the end of the day (quite late in mid-summer, I think getting close to eleven o’clock), you can sit in that chair with a glass of Spanish red and watch the colours change over the sea.

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