Spring has finally come to Quebec and the timing couldn’t have been better for a scheduled trip to Montreal to see my daughter and to attend the USk Montreal’s monthly sketchcrawl. We’ve had a sudden shift from 0C (or worse) to 15C and when I arrived by bus in Montreal there was nothing but pleasantness in the air.
Oh, a few posts back (see here) I lamented about what a bad documentarian I was when it came to recording sketching events. I’m afraid I haven’t improved much but I did take a couple photos this time.
I arrived quite early and was one of the first through the door. That was a good thing because the museum is three stories tall and my bad leg mad for a very slow climb to the main floor, which is the second floor.
I love this museum. It’s structured like an old-time natural history museum and has all the mahogany it needs to pull it off. I was standing here (photo above) when Marc called to tell me he’d arrived and very shortly, we were catching up, had arranged lunch, and then we decided to draw, which was the raison d’etre of the event after all. Notice that Marc isn’t properly armed with watercolors, pencils and pen. He’s drawing on an iPad.
I don’t know how many sketchers were in attendance but the museum couldn’t have held many more; they were everywhere. This museum is very sketcher-friendly, allowing watercolors and pens to be used and they provide a bunch of chairs that can be carried to where you want to sit. It is true, however, that a lot of the exhibits are better viewed from a standing position.
Oops…almost forgot. Here’s a Kingfisher I drew.
Marc and I had a great lunch and, as always, I went away with my head full of ideas to ponder and plans to make. But by then I was scheduled to meet up with my daughter so I said goodbye and headed off to meet her. We had a great dinner at Restaurant Manana, a place that’s become a regular stop when I come to Montreal. I grew up in Arizona and miss Mexican food, something that’s not popular in Quebec City.
The next morning my daughter had an exam and I had time to kill before Notabene, my favorite store in Montreal opened. I also needed breakfast and so I went to Cafe Noir, a little coffee place near one of the Metro stations. Killing an hour, alone, in a coffee shop almost requires a pen be scraped across paper and so I started making some notes about my visit. This led to drawing street lights and the top of the building across the street. I didn’t make it to the bottom because with bagel and coffee consumed, it was time to head off to Notabene.
Notabene was busier than I’d ever seen it. The reason was their 20% off everything sale. I wanted to buy one of their old typewriters but I was being a good boy that morning. Instead I picked up several notebooks but then put all but one back. It was another Emilio Braga notebook, a book I talked about here the last time I went to Montreal. I also bought one of the “new” (re-released) white Lamy Joy fountain pens and was quite proud of myself for not spending too much money. Then I headed to the bus station and back to Quebec City.