Carina goes to the Santos

When belonging in the Urban Sketchers global community, one is prone to unusual encounters.

Carina Tornqvist, whom I first met at the USk Symposium in Manchester, is one of the admins of the Malmö USk chapter, in Skåne, Sweden, one time a home for me. At the time, we exchanged though the few dozen Swedish words I still recalled. Then last summer she came over to Lisboa and we had the chance to chat and sketch together a bit more.

Carina was lucky to book her time in Lisboa during the Santos, the city festivities. That usually means sketching drunk among heaps of people, ending the night smelling like sweat and grilled sardines – It was a blast of course!

But there’s just so much smelly alleyways one can cope with, so on her final evening in Lisboa, we went to balance the fun attending half a jazz concert at Hot Clube. Carina’s trip came to an end with yet another unusual encounter: the end of the night saw us mingling with the drummer’s father, who was a religious icon painter from Serbia.

Quando se pertence à comunidade dos Urban Sketchers, há uma certa inclinação para encontros invulgares.

A Carina Tornqvist, que conheci no Simpósio USk em Manchester, é uma das administradoras do grupo USk de Malmö, em Skåne, na Suécia, região que já tinha sido a minha casa. Na altura, trocámos as poucas dúzias de palavras de Sueco que ainda recordava. Mas, no ano passado, exactamente nesta altura, ela visitou Lisboa, onde tivemos oportunidade de conversar e desenhar juntos um pouco mais.

A Carina teve a sorte de marcar a viagem dela a Lisboa durante os Santos Populares. Isso normalmente significa desenhar embriagado, rodeado de montanhas de gente, acabando a noite a cheirar a suor e sardinhas – claro que foi espectacular!

Mas há um limite para as ruelas fedorentas que se aguentam. Assim, na última noite dela em Lisboa, fomos equilibrar um pouco a equação assistindo meio concerto de  jazz no Hot Clube. A viagem da Carina a Lisboa terminou com mais um encontro invulgar: o final da noite foi passado com o pai do baterista, um pintor de ícones religiosos Sérvio.

Author: Pedro Loureiro

I was born on the southwestern-most tip of Europe, in Lagos, Portugal. A childhood of legos and sandcastles led me to architecture school, but an adolescence of doodling drove me to sketching and later to illustration. I like to sketch, to travel and to chop vegetables into tiny manageable bits. I also like maps. The older the better!

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