Page 36/100 Few things are more evocative, inspiring and romantic than the moon. I believe the desire to draw the moon naturally comes to all of those who love to draw at least once. And here I am.
It's just me or drawing a moon is not so easy as you would think?

Playing cards symbols have a long and interesting story. Sometimes I oversee the meaning of the symbols and I just see it as a coding. Here are the aces in their "original meaning" glory. This is page 37/100.

Page 40/100 is a very, very important question.
Do the cows talk to each other?
I hope they have a system to chat, otherwise I can't imagine how boring can be their life. When I see them in the grass in mountain I can't refrain myself to imagine their conversation:
Guendolin: hi Ermenegilda.
Ermenegilda: hi Guendolin, today the grass is delicious.
Guendolin: yes, it is.
Ermenegilda: do you know? Today is the first day of the new milker.
Guendolin: oh, really? What appended to the old one?
Ermenegilda: he retired.
Guendolin: I see.
Ermenegilda: hope this one is more gentle. The old one sometimes hurt my udders.
Guendolin: mmmmmhhhh... I don't know, I kinda like a bit of rudeness.
Ermenegilda: you minx!

Page 41/100 there are moments when not seeing the forest for the trees is actually fine.

Page 42/100. When @foglia_mario1966 the Master of watercolor speaks, I listen! and practice, of course.

Hey, here is a literally crusty page! I just wanted to try something with a "touch" and that show a history. So this is an experiment but the idea is that, touching and following the path with the fingers, in time it wears and get stained and it will tell a story.

I found myself thinking "these pages are black holes". That's a good idea! So here is a squared hole in the page.

Hamsa is also known as the Hand of Fatima is a beautiful symbol. Often used as a jewel, is a sign of protection particularly against the "evil eye". After all of this, it is beautiful to draw and play with colors on it.

Page 47/100 is my little tribute to #derbäckerruetz , my favorite bakery in Austria! Each time I'm in Innsbruck I always have breakfast or lunch there. Not to mention, brezel are my favorites.

Some more practice with 3D effect. The idea was to draw colored pencils but, eventually, they are just slim cylinders 😂.

Page 49/100 is a "Story from my garden". When I bought my home there was a huge hydrangea in the corner of the garden. After few years I decided to give her to my sister in law who has a very big garden so I trimmed her short, digged her out and transported.
Few months later I found a few cutted branches that fell behind another plant.
They had some sprouts and, just to see what happens, I stuck 2 of them in a vase. Long story short, this year the "survivor" made 4 beautiful flowers.

Page 50/100!
To celebrate this page I made this page about the 45th Parallel North, halfway between Equator and North Pole. I live very close to this parallel and this was an inspiration for a few projects. I thought it was natural to include it in this notebook too. Swipe for the details and a bit of "making of" and the 2 layers of this page.

I almost forgot that I added a few tracing paper pages to the notebook and this is the first one of them. I decided to embrace transparency to create a stained-glass look.
Here is Archangel Uriel, patron of Art, Science and Poetry.
My GrandMa had a strong faith in Angels and a kind of "protocol" for prayers in term to ask what and to whom but I keep this story for another page 😉.

Page 52/100 is about a story of love. This is a Ginko leaf, and is older than a decade. It was green, then yellow, then brown. Today is a bit crumbled but what it represents and the emotions are intact.

Another "Story from my garden" fo page 53/100. This year the grass in my garden grows like crazy and there are little ferns everywhere. Not to mention the variety of herbs I've never seen before. I wondered why and the answer is simple and a bit sad: there is no rabbit to trim them down! Now I can see the amount of vegetables she was eating and it explains why in summer she looked like she didn't like the vegetables I gave her: she wasn't picky, she was just satiated with what she eat in the garden.