Growing up, I thought Clive of India must have been the inventor of curry powder.
But no, he wasn’t. And he had nothing to do with the production of curry powder.
I’ve never been to Antarctica, but there’s a part of that continent which is supposedly the windiest place on earth. I have been to Chicago, and that wasn’t as windy as it was made out to be. Then there’s Wellington, New Zealand, which can take your darn hat off.
But Mykonos must hold a flame to all of these. That’s why the Venetians built all the windmills they did along the north coast. I made some drawings when I was there and the sunshine together with the gale force winds helped my watercolour dry almost instantaneously.
Standing In for Lincoln Green is a picture book about sarsaparilla and responsibility.
Lincoln Green would sooner be playing in a treehouse than making his bed or mowing the lawn. I found a drawing of the treehouse in an old phone book. It’s quite close to what found its way into the book, but with some variations. Building a treehouse is actually very complicated and should not be done halfheartedly. But when you’re drawing one, you can be as carefree as you like.
The drawing found in the phone book.
The house at Kalafati.
Looking west.
Looking south west.
Looking south to Paros.
Mykonos, Greece,