This weeks postcard comes from Rio de Janeiro in Brazil.
This postcard was hand sketched by me in pencil, coloured pencils and a little charcoal.
The story this week.
Gilbert
Brockman sold a lot of his work in Valencia, so he decided to travel to Brazil
by ship.
It
took a long time but he wiled away the time by sketching and painting the other
travellers on board. He earned enough money to take a few days off when he
arrived in Rio de Janeiro, he wanted to see the statue Christ the Redeemer, he
had heard it was the sight to see here, they were not wrong, he sat looking up
at the statue sipping tea from the flask cup.
His
thoughts turned to Lavinia, he did not know why every time he drank tea his
thoughts wandered to the woman he didn’t even know.
He
took his pencils and a small piece of paper and began to sketch the statue,
when he had finished he turned it over and wrote to her.
Dear
Lavinia
I
am sitting outside having some tea, looking up at the most amazing statue Christ
the Redeemer. It made me think of you,( the tea not the statue). I hope your
husband doesn’t mind my postcards to you, please tell me to stop if he does!
Gil
Brockman.
He added to the bottom about not wanting to
upset her husband, secretly he hoped she would write back saying it was fine
for him to keep sending them.
He
was finding this fun!
Lavinia
hadn’t heard from ‘her artist man’ for a while. She found herself wondering
about him frequently, every morning she felt a pang of excitement when she
heard the postman only to be disappointed when he hadn’t sent her anything.
This
particular morning she was having tea and toast before she departed for the
library when the postman arrived.
She
found herself almost skipping to the door to retrieve the post. Flicking
through the bills and other letters she saw the postcard. On the front was a
pencil drawing of a statue, on the other side was the familiar hand writing,
her heart flipped, she felt like a giggly teenager!
She
reprimanded herself “Pull yourself together girl” she said out loud.
But
the smile on her face was a picture, she read the words, she would look for a
book in the library about this statue in Rio de Janeiro.
But
first she would reply!
This postcard is a 1945 image from on line.
This postcard is a 1945 image from on line.
Dear
Gil
Your
postcard is wonderful! It looks very peaceful there, not like London (which you
can see from the picture is very busy!)
It
is fine for you to send me your postcards, I look forward to receiving them, I
am sure Anthony wouldn’t mind at all!
Lavinia
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