As my TGV train raced from Bordeaux to Paris last May, as quickly as I could I sketched the scenes speeding past my window. A French panorama changing from cemeteries to bridges to palaces rolled past as I captured as much as I could in my sketch book. On arriving in Paris, I put away pen and sketchbook to juggle suitcases and art supplies, make my way through a train station, and tired but happy, find a cab to my Paris hotel. .
©2014 Marguerite Beck-Rex