Traveling Solo

Before I left for my trip, family members and friends cautioned me relentlessly about the dangers of traveling alone as a young female. “Be careful,” “be smart,” “don’t go elope with some strange guy who kidnaps you and brings you in his boat to a hidden cave in Sicily….” you know, the usual speech. I’ve…

Brooklyn Art Show

I had an art show just a week after I returned from Italy displaying my recent work! It felt great to showcase what I’ve been working on all summer. Thank you to WIP (Work in Progress Artist Collective) and Java Studios for hosting the one-night event! There was a surprisingly great turn out and it went really…

Domenico’s

I discovered Domenico’s restaurant in my first week in Venice when I joined the director of La Scuola for lunch by the studio one day. From the moment I walked into the restaurant, the atmosphere was warm, welcoming, and inviting, filled with laughter and debates from with what seemed like characters plucked directly from a Fellini…

Italian Typography

The street signs in Italy are amazing. Unlike the Helvetica-plagued street signs of the US, Italian street signs are full of history, character, and life. Most signs are hand-painted rather than printed from a faceless computer and printer. Each street sign in Venice is hand-stenciled; more often than not, the wear and tear is visible,…

Paolo

This month I am focusing on trying new mediums, experimenting, and pushing myself out of my comfort zone. I have begun a new portrait series here in Venice, and am conducting my interviews entirely in Italian. I’ve studied the language for 8 years (on and off), but have quickly realized how much I still need to learn….

Capi

Every single night, the elderly men of Skopelos gather outside The Capi for a drink, a smoke, and some company. The men have grown up together, and many have never left the island. Located directly across from the port, right in the center of town, the cafe is perfectly situated for the men to keep an…

The Kindness of Strangers

Over and over throughout this trip, I have been graced with complete and utter kindness from strangers. Coming from a New York lifestyle, it is unheard of for anyone to do another a favor without expecting something in return. Since the day I left for this trip, the kindness of strangers has surfaced as a theme….

The Irishman in Athens

I met this Irishman in Athens as I was walking home one day. He was sitting in front of an open doorway (his house? just random?) selling little wire bicycle sculptures for 1 euro each. The cup he was holding was filled with coffee, not others’ spare change. He came to Greece 30 years ago…

Curing an Unbroken Heart

I haven’t set an alarm clock, shaved my armpits, worn makeup, or worked out in a month. I ate an entire pizza for lunch today, and gelato (ricotta and fig flavored – there is a heaven on earth) with a side of local pastries for dinner. Somehow, I feel better than I have in years. I…

Skopelos

My first Artist Residency this summer is on the Greek island of Skopelos, located in the Northern Sporades. Skopelos is a quieter, less touristy island, probably because it not an easy feat to reach it. From Athens, I took a 4 hour bus to the port of Agios Konstantinos, and then a 5 hour ferry…

Athens

I had the greatest privilege of staying with a friend-of-a-friend who lives in Athens for a few days. Staying with locals when you travel completely alters your experience. You get to discover the smaller, quainter, hidden gems that are not listed in travel books. The apartment I stayed in was on a quiet, charming block surrounded…

London

London was rainy and blistery the entire week I was there, yet still beautiful with a unique kind of charm. I wasn’t able to get too much sketching in, as I spent the week being a shameless tourist with my friend, Nicole. Nicole has spent the semester in London and graciously assumed the role of tour guide,…