Sketchbreak – Sacre Coeur, Paris

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So, what’s up with all these sketches?

I was cleaning my office a few weeks back, a rather rare event, and my catatonic eyes fell upon the dusty shelves. There, among the binders and tech manuals, sat my sketchbooks, some new, some old, all filled with a lifetime of travels. Then it hit me. Only a handful of people had ever seen these sketches. I had never really shown them to anyone, except Robyn.

You see, the idea of sharing the drawings always felt akin to vacation slideshows people gave back in the day. No one really wanted to sit through them, no matter how interesting the presenter thought they were. So why create sketches at all? Well, for me, sketching is cathartic, almost like meditation. It is also a powerful way to capture a moment in time, to etch it into memory. It doesn’t matter whether it is a work of art or the most simplistic of scribbles, the sketch itself is not the end, but merely the means to the end.

Therein lies the dilemma: Do I dust around the sketchbooks and forbid them the light of day, or do I take them off the shelf and possibly bore you all to tears with an old fashioned, albeit drawn out, social media slideshow.

There it is. If you would like to see more sketches over the coming year, hit the Like button, get yourself a bowl of popcorn and sit back for the show. If not, I’ll probably just toss them…

{originally posted to Facebook}

Sketch Break – Falling Water

Tim Bjella Sketches-Falling Water

This spring I finally made the obligatory architectural pilgrimage to one of the greatest homes ever designed by the master, Frank Lloyd Wright, in Bear Run, Pennsylvania. This extraordinary home, perched above a cascading creek, nestled into the site, must be experienced in person. Pictures simply cannot do it justice. Of course, I tried anyway. Here is my sketch.

Sometimes people think that the sketch itself is the end game. But, in fact, it is the act of sketching that is the reward. The quality of the sketch is mostly irrelevant. Because I spent a few minutes focused and completely aware of my surroundings, almost meditatively, I will forever have the memory etched into my mind of sitting on a boulder below the falls with the breeze whispering through the trees, the birds chirping and swooping around the home and the inexpressible tranquility of the place. You simply cannot get that from taking a quick snapshot.