Una giornata straordinaria ordinaria / an extraordinary ordinary day
We sometimes simply run on an auto pilot mode and neglect to appreciate the beauty in every day… I know I’m guilty of it. One of the big thing this journey has taught me is to learn to be present, even more than usual.
So I thought I should pen my regular day in Florence.
Allora. This was sometime during early May. It was a strange month, weather wise to the Florentines, as apparently the weather was meant to warm up but we still had what’s left of the winter chills (which I didn’t quite mind, really). I (sometimes) like rainy days in Florence, the city feels… calmer.
This day was just another ordinary day, but made just a little more special as I spent the day with my dear friend of almost 20 years! I’m really grateful to be able to go through this journey with her. It feels like time has not change even though our lives have very much changed since we first knew each other.
What you see in my sketchbook are the sights and thoughts for the day…
Although I can now speak sufficient Italian (debatable), we still miscommunicate all the time. Meeting up at a meeting point is a constant (and more frequently than not, my fault) confusion. We are getting better.
That traffic intersection. Somehow feels like that’s the border between peace and calmness; and crazy traffic and crowds.
An interesting art installation at a church. I read it up on the internet later and loved the message the artist is trying to convey.
Us finding shelter at a cafe and spent the entire afternoon talking and sketching. Just be… like we have no care in the world.
That pair of green leather shoes that I’ve been eyeing since February. I figured if I even have the intention to draw it, means I really want it.
