An eighteen-century note book was once offered to me. Of something less than an A3 size, wrapped in paper, the animal, calf or a donkey skin beige cover, coulpe of missing pages, it is magnificent. For a while, I thought about selling it to some professional ‘faussaire’ as it’s filigrees show an royal french symbol of lilly and a crown and, at the opposit of the sheet an indescriptible writing followed by a capital ‘f’ and I found this could perfectly host any false Fragonard or an early David sketches, but I’ve changed my mind, willing to keep this jolly object to myslef. And I’ve decided to vandalise it’s historical value with my own drawings, re-creating an imaginery ‘travel sketch-book’ or ‘carnet de voyage’ as French say of a journey to Asia. This would of course reflect my own experiences on the so called yellow continent, starting from Istanbul, where I’ve travelled in 2013 via Holy land, I’ve visited several times from 2010 to 2014 and India (2014&2015) as far as China and Japan, leaving between destinations, blank pages to be filled with sketches of places I’m only getting to get in the future.
My ‘Voyages en Asie’ sketch book pages yet coverd by ink drawings and paintings: