Sketchers are lucky to be able to make memories through drawing. One of the best days I've ever had sketching was in Spoleto, Italy last July; I'll never forget it. There, my brother and I drew together for the very first time since we were kids. That's surprising, considering we're both artists and are now middle aged.
Together we tried to capture the awe we shared for the Ponte delle Torri (Bridge of Towers). The majestic structure, built in 1350, stretches over a deep gorge and was built on top of a Roman aqueduct. The bridge is surprisingly narrow and acts now as a breathtaking scenic walkway for visitors.
My brother and I found a narrow path which veered off from the bridge's approach road. Scuffling down along the steep bank, we found a perfect perch to look up at the giant structure. There we sketched for ninety minutes or so, in the hot sun. In the end I'm surprised to see how similarly we drew things. We look alike, but must we draw alike?
Then again, I must admit, I did learn something from his drawing after making a number of false starts on mine. Instead of trying to draw the entire bridge, I decided a slice was just as nice.