Last week, I took a hike, hit the park, went on holiday!

It was fun and interesting. My friend JJ has moved to Provincetown. She has new digs and wanted to show them off. So I took the Bolt Bus to Boston and the Fast Ferry to P-Town. So here is my photo montage of the week.

This piece looks as though it is a lino cut rhino, or a speedo rubber stamp. I couldn't resist the message below it either.

On my way, I saw this art, which I have also seen on the streets of Brooklyn. I really like this. What I don't like is that I can't figure out whose graffiti art this is! Darn it.

This is a blustery photo of myself, digging the Fast Ferry. I liked the ferry so much I could have turned right around and done it again and again. The trip to P-Town was choppy, turbulent and filled with sea foam spray. High Adventure to be sure.

While in P-Town, I took every opportunity to draw. These moments felt enriching and inspiring.

It has been many years since I have writen as a form of expression within the pages of my journal. I chose back then to draw, to say what I need to with cross hatching, line, color, paint and engaged seeing. I can read each page as though there are written words and I can tell you of the emotion that was spent during the time I drew those pages.

What fun.