naritasan Tokyo evening falls.......

                                         beauty of naritasan a lovely 

village 10 minutes from narita airport 

                       the temple is towards the end of the tourist zone 

... the area is famous for eels and there are a few restaurants ... 

discovering ipoh is like hiding inside a banyan tree..

if the roots are strong .. it may last but if you cut off the roots ... am not sure about the outcome.

food storming through ipoh

 ipoh is famous for these juicy bits of bean sprouts..

 a storm was about to approach 

the sky looked rather dark..

everybody knew which food court was their favourite.

many of the restaurants were owned by chinese
and in almost all the restaurants there were
these altar tables.. dedicated to the gods.

night and day feels quite different in ipoh.. 

felt very old city feel during the night and it is a town seeped in history---

when the street lights were dim and there seem to be less traffic ...

 early morning most of the tourists like us sketchers 

from singapore

descend upon this quaint atmospheric town of food .. 

it was just amazing to try all sorts of noodle like concoctions,

one particular dish was immersed in curry 

and a whole bowl full of pork prawns 

further dipped into a delightful flavoured brown sauce..

the chef frantically preparing the different orders

it was a delight   to see them prepare right before your eyes..

in some cases .

one wished one had not been to the kitchen.

that was another place

smile you see some of quick sketches

.KYOTO

smile you see how i record my travel experiences

from the PINE

hoi an international sketchwalk

the clouds were in small clumps

 with its shadows casting on the land 

which made it difficult to sketch with the moving plane.

                                              upon arrival
                                        my first glimpse of this bright yellow tree warned me
                                               tis going to be hot
                                                          for the next few days sketching
                                          in this ancient town Hoi An

                            by 5pm.. i rushed out to see the main sight.. the japanese bridge..

                      the first thing that came to my mind is to get away from all that noise,
                                          suddenly i see
                                          the owner of a shop..
                                          facing the bridge was this  long wall..
                      he sat there watching the whole scene
                      i used sign language to seek approval
                                          if i could get to where he was seated..
                                          and so i did.

      the very first day.. was already warm the thai team of sketchers were all set and ready
        well positioned.. it was their first day.. so give each other space.. all artists like their
                                OWN SPACE.. AND THEIR OWN SCENE TO SKETCH