Porto is an exquisite pearl of a city: part sophisticated urban destination — with a majestic train station, winding streets and bridges, and some of the most compelling industrial typography in Western Europe — and a breathtaking landscape with a rocky coastline. We'd gone to give a lecture, and afterward, our lovely host took us for a glass of wine overlooking the ocean. The sun was setting and my camera was incapable of capturing the beauty of this captivating horizontal divide — between sky and sea, day and night. I drew it hastily in pen; pasted in my luggage tags; and the "buon apetite" napkin with its no-nonsense script, which accompanied our cocktails. The next day, I had a romantic lunch with my husband, in a restaurant where we had no idea what we'd ordered. I drew the steaming soup bowl, and filled many pages of drawings. We sat there — drawing, reading and drinking two full bottles of wine — for nearly three hours.

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