The Fun Ship Sailed

I am back from the first cruise of my life-maybe the last one, too!
I am still trying to figure out why anyone might call this way of travel a vacation-
you are literally living, eating and playing with 3000 people for five days.
Now, those of you who know me probably will realize that I am quite happy, thank you, to spend loads of time solo.
But, I did go on this trip with my mom- for lots of different reasons- and we had a grand time together-though when it came time for the towel folding into a swan demo, I made my way to the casino.
I broke away from my usual, favorite spiral sketchbook format because I did not know what to expect.
I brought along a precious little book that my friend Cheryl Phelps gave to me. I was waiting for just the right time to use it- and this was it- it has a very smooth surface, my pen just glides over it, which made all the rockin' and rollin' of the waves not to matter too much!
Here is a little sampling of the Fun Ship...

Going, Going, Gone

The tag sale, after all of the weeks of sorting, sighing and sobbing,
was kind of bittersweet.
Just days ago, we were living amongst nanny's old jewels,
my folks' prized furniture and my dad's old-time seltzer bottles and tools;
the grill, the backyard furniture, the lace table cloths.
Though we had made our peace with having to part with most of it, it was a day of revisiting the years that we spent growing up in this house.
My drawings are few- after a little while, I had to leave.

Moving Out

The inevitable day, sad day, of moving out of the house that I grew up in has arrived.
After weeks of sifting through the years of living, we moved my mom to a fab new apartment.
Where would I begin to record what memories I wanted?
Photos would not do it justice, and so, on the morning of the move, I traveled about, drawing here and there, snippets of what, at that particular moment, seemed significant to me.
Here they are. More TK as I move through the tag sale later today.