Then, there was Quebec City.

It was a gorgeous place with such a European feel. The old city was  well-preserved with narrow streets and old brick and stone buildings. It was a very welcoming place. 

However, it’s challenging to navigate if you don’t speak French (understandably). I did give it a go. I asked people (in French) if they spoke English before yammering at them. I used an app; it helped. Despite this I felt like a baby. It was not as though I didn’t know what I wanted, but I just didn’t know the words. 

Anyway, there was a piano in the lobby of the hotel, so I did a couple of blind contours while loitering. 

Characters exist in a flat line until we challenge them — sometimes they challenge themselves, sometimes they’re challenged by other people, by nature, by robots, or by fungal infections in and around one’s nether-country. Stories need conflict across the physical, emotional, intellectual and spiritual spectra. Accidents, betrayals, cataclysm, desperation, excess — these are the letters in the alphabet of conflict.
Chuck Wendig (via writingquotes)
They had a wall of anemones. A wall!

They had a wall of anemones. A wall!

Ripley’s Aquarium had an impressive array of life. Of course, I chose to draw the sedentary creature…
(Sea fan)

Ripley’s Aquarium had an impressive array of life. Of course, I chose to draw the sedentary creature…

(Sea fan)

I was really fascinated by the scales on this guy’s legs. (Galapagos tortoise)

I was really fascinated by the scales on this guy’s legs. (Galapagos tortoise)

I had forgotten how rewarding stippling could be. (Glyptodon butt)

I had forgotten how rewarding stippling could be. (Glyptodon butt)

It was interesting to convey entire anatomical structures with marks. 

This was awkward: I visited the Forbidden City exhibit at the Royal Ontario Museum and started sketching but then a security guard came over and asked me to stop.
I got to cover my unfinished drawing with a dinosaur skull, so it’s all good.

This was awkward: I visited the Forbidden City exhibit at the Royal Ontario Museum and started sketching but then a security guard came over and asked me to stop.

I got to cover my unfinished drawing with a dinosaur skull, so it’s all good.

Ok, I can’t visit Toronto and not draw the CN Tower

Ok, I can’t visit Toronto and not draw the CN Tower

On the first day of hanging out with my folks we did one of those “hop-on-hop-off” busses and did a tour of Toronto. It was pretty neat, because while I’ve been to Toronto a jillion times I didn’t know a lot about its history or its layout other than the specific friend, event, etc. I was traveling to see.
We went to Casa Lloma, which is a castle. Of course, when I decide to follow through, I Follow Through and so my first drawing on the actual trip was this wall with pipes (from an invisible organ?) coming out of it. I started from the top of the doorway and went straight up to the ceiling. It was hard to get the perspective right, but it was kinda fun. It neds up with a bit of a fisheye effect as I tried to fit as much of the bottom of the wall as possible.
People watched me draw. I ignored them. 
Also, there was a suit of armour. 

On the first day of hanging out with my folks we did one of those “hop-on-hop-off” busses and did a tour of Toronto. It was pretty neat, because while I’ve been to Toronto a jillion times I didn’t know a lot about its history or its layout other than the specific friend, event, etc. I was traveling to see.

We went to Casa Lloma, which is a castle. Of course, when I decide to follow through, I Follow Through and so my first drawing on the actual trip was this wall with pipes (from an invisible organ?) coming out of it. I started from the top of the doorway and went straight up to the ceiling. It was hard to get the perspective right, but it was kinda fun. It neds up with a bit of a fisheye effect as I tried to fit as much of the bottom of the wall as possible.

People watched me draw. I ignored them. 

Also, there was a suit of armour.