Here is the last sketch I did in Grand Turk before heading back to Providenciales. Nothing much to see at this airport…just a lone passenger. With domestic flights here no one expects you to show up to the airport hours beforehand…just 30 minutes before take off is fine!
Sun-14-July-2019
On Saturday I went for a long walk to visit the lighthouse at one end of Grand Turk. It took me a bit longer to get there than I expected (my colleague told me it would only take 45 mins, but it took double that), so I didn’t stay too long, knowing that by the time I got back into town it would be close to noon….wow it was hot! There were bus loads of tourists there but they all headed off to go on a zip line and I got to sketch in peace and quiet.
Sat-13-July-2019
On Tuesday I went for a walk to the beach after work – Grand Turk is so tiny that it only takes 15 minutes to get to the beach, even though I am staying in the middle of the island! This sketch is for the #WorldWatercolorMonth prompt of ‘Ocean creatures’…I thought I would just sketch the ocean – and yes it really is that colour here. Grand Turk has some beautiful old buildings along the waterfront and a lovely atmosphere – why so many tourists go to Providenciales instead I don’t know.
Tue-9-July-2019
I arrived at the airport (in Grand Turk) for my domestic flight rather late (or so I though). But being on “island time” I was told I shouldn’t go through to the departure area until ½ hour before the actual flight (not the boarding time). Clearly things are a bit more relaxed than international flights. Anyway I used up my time with coffee and a sketch of the large array of booze behind the airport bar. On a TV next to me CNN was playing…some kind of loop of news from 2 days ago!
Fri-22-March-2019
As I drew this, sitting on a log on the beach, the sun was setting and in the background I could hear reggae music, the sound of a group of guys loudly slapping down dominoes and an evangelical preacher of some sort praising the lord (and his congregation calling out hallelujah every now and then). Wafting in the breeze is the smell of the days catch being sold nearby and the salty smell of the sea. Yes I’m very very lucky to be here and paid for it to boot!
Wed-20-Mar-2019