I have a particular fondness for laundry lines, so naturally I drew the first one I saw in Madras, a colorful line hanging near a couple of palm tree-frond shacks in the middle of a busy traffic area.
Better yet, we sped by a young man on a tall ladder, whitewashing a huge wall. I promise that my drawing is not exaggerated!
We visited a small church, then drove over to the beach (the Indian Ocean!). The beach was a long and wide stretch of sand. As we continued to drive along, we started seeing the gorgeous, colorful boats of the local fishermen. It reminded me of a classic Van Gogh painting... and later I found cheap reproductions of that same painting in various hotels we visited.
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