On the first leg of the trip I stowed my backpack overhead.  I re-read a bit of the Moore/Lyndon book on architecture, “Chambers for a Memory Palace” and dozed twice.

Writing to you especially and posting to this private blog page is such a cool thing.  Way better than when I last traveled for months to Europe, and you had to wait to hear from me.  Glad you told me that you could not read my writing when I posted this morning.

“This place where you are right now
God circled on a map for you.”  Hafiz

My journal:
“Taking Delta all the way.  Pretty good for airport food . . . and pretty healthy.  Wrap with hummus lettuce onions.  Mik’s “salad” w/ feta, chicken, cabbage.  4 hour layover which I took so we didn’t have to sweat missing the connection.  I waited until Mik got back and had time to sketch.  Sky blue Korean Air.  [Here is the] Obligatory plane [sketch.]  Turned out to be a gorgeous color making me want to draw.

Back on the plane, this time I did not put my backpack overhead. 

Mik kept me on track w/food.  I wanted Popeye’s hot spicy friend chicken but Mik put his foot down.  He’s right, of course, and I will feel better if we eat right.  Italy will be easier, at least, to commit to non-GMO, because Italy has already committed to transparency / non-GMO.”

From my journal:
“Back on the plane, M fell asleep.  Looks like they will serve a meal 8-ish.  I may take a sleeping pill.  I am just now turning toward our trip.  I called Ruthie to check on the guys. . . they were all over her on the sofa.  We could not leave them if not for her decision to move to Portland. . . the Universe paved the way for this trip.  M & I decided to do our bubbling at meals”

“Glad we ordered kosher meals and shocked I was hungry.  I am pretty upset the Lamy pen I bought for Mik is cracked already.  So much for Lamy.  I’ve abused Preppies w/no downside then this crazy pen is cracked?  Crap.  When we go tot the pen store in Rome I may buy him another pen.  I’m using his pen right now and it is a slow leak.  Mik is already asleep again.  The man is the opposite of me — able to sleep anywhere.  I’m soon going to take a muscle relaxer so I don’t wake in spasm.

Thinking about this trip & how we will balance research & travel & art.  I always regretted not drawing more in my months in France/Italy/Spain.  I wrote like crazy but didn’t really draw.  Now I’m sorry.  I intend to on this trip and Mik is excited to see “our” journal!  I’m glad I bought him a small moleskin too.  Watching him nap I give thanx for our relationship.

Just asked the flight attendant how to say “I love you.” “Ti Amo.”  And “Ancho ti amo” is “I love you too.” 

10:30 I took my drug.  I wish I could have brought tinctures.

I made Mik a teeny card.  Glad for the impulse to throw the ACEO cards in my pack.  I’ll color it, a lively “grounded heart” telling him I love him.  Time to sleep.”

I slipped the heart in his journal before I slept.

“A single event can awaken within us a
stranger totally unknown to us.”  Saint Exupery

Moleskin 8×11 watercolor journal, Pentalic HB woodless pencil,
De Artramentis Document ink, and Daniel Smith, Holbien and QoR watercolors.

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