“Thousands of tired, nerve-shaken, over-civilized people are beginning to find out going to the mountains is going home; that wilderness is a necessity”
— John Muir
27 July 2003/“My tent in the evening fog”//Watercolour
“My tent in the evening fog. This tent was a birthday present and it was the first single person tent I’ve used. Sometimes I would sit in the clouds and here, after descending from a steep pass I made camp in a pine forest. The mist crept in soon and it made for a spooky but beautiful atmosphere. I kind of like it that the writing from the other side of the page is shining through”
Le Grand Sentier/Purple book
The purple book had many more pages and Geert filled this one too. Yet it has quite a few sketches added to the notes as he knew he was running out of paper in the black book
Purple Book
21 July 2003/Selfie from behind//Brushpen
8 August 2003/Abstract study of river//Watercolour
9 August 2003/My left foot in a sandal//Brushpen
15 August 2003/The trail going up a pass//Brushpen, watercolour
25 August 2003/Lake and glacier near Vignemale//Fineliner, watercolour