I've been finishing up several of the sketches I began back in October in Venice and Padua. I got a good start on this one, as we sat at Nico's Bar on the Zattere in Venice (in the Dorsoduro neighborhood), looking across the Giudecca Canal. I took a quick photo of the Alilaguna water taxi, and it was alot of fun finishing it up back in Seattle. As I worked at home, I reflected on the delightful calm of sitting and drawing and painting at the outside tables in Venice, sipping an Aperol Spritz. How civilized it was--like so many of the very polite residents of Venice. I was amazed at how mannerly they were, while dealing with the rudeness of endless tourists. "Permesso", you would hear, as they attempted to pass yet another group of selfie-obsessed tourists. While adding the final touches to the Alilaguna taxi, I remembered the turbulent and exciting ride to the airport on the Alilaguna, running across the huge wakes of the much faster and pricier water taxis that would have gotten us there in one/fourth the time. For some reason, still unknown to me, I thoroughly enjoyed that wild ride, much too early in the morning. But as I work at finishing these sketches it gives me time to analyze why certain events and adventures stayed with me more. I am absolutely certain that sketching on location and working at home gives me a deeper appreciation for my experience.