I started with the Santa Rita (nicknamed 'Liz's Church', after Liz Steel of course, because it was her workshop spot). I was drawing alongside many fellow sketchers and one of them crept into shot - that's Flavio Ricardo, looking like an ant:
Then I went off to explore on my own. Round the corner was my own workshop spot, which included the fish market. Round the back was a view of the sea, but the tide was out and instead I watched these turkey vultures digging fish scraps from the mud:
At lunchtime, Murilo Romiero introduced a group of us to a brilliant little self-service place, where you paid by the weight of food eaten - a rather novel and very handy idea. We ate lunch there almost every day from then on, with more and more sketchers joining us each time until, on the last day, you couldn't move for urban sketchers and Murilo got his meal for free!
In the afternoon, I sat on a doorstep to draw this wonderful church across the Praca da Matriz, half-obscured by trees dripping with vines and covered in epiphytes. Unfortunately for me, the woman in the house behind me was doing her cleaning...
I was suddenly enveloped in a cloud of dust and muck that she swept through a gap under her front door. Bits in my eyes, bits in my mouth... it also filled my paint palette. And then, just a few minutes later, I was sprayed with water from a passing van's windscreen washer. A rather eventful half hour!
There were quite a few work-horses in Paraty. Some were pulling carts, but this one was for tourists, with a trap:
In the evening we did our 'drink and draw' sessions, first in a little bar and then at a restaurant. I ended up doing more chatting than drawing, but managed these: