Aug 4, 2008

July 21, 2008: Picchetti Ranch - whistling Dad

My Dad is a whistling guy. He whistles always. When conversation hangs unfinished, when we have a moment between two cups of tea, when he is calm or when he needs to be calm, when it's quiet around or when we are at the airport, when it's appropriate and when it's not... in short - he is a man who whistles. I tried to catch him at that pastime - he was sitting by what used to be a pond, on a great gray log and looked like reflection :)

Sketchbook #105: Everyday Life

I like writing/drawing down snippets of conversation in cello class :)