On the bus...

All of you know how the majority of the posts of The Sartorialist are titled: "On the street"

Well, I could make an antology of posts "On the bus". Or even better "from the bus window", meaning windows of every mean of transport.

Really, not that is the most interesting thing of the world for you to read, but I think I spend half of my life looking outside the window of the bus, train, car, plane and to the unknown people that travel with me.

That is because I travel a lot alone. 

When I was a kid we did a lot of holidays with the caravan, we traveled almost all Europe like that and my sister was too little to keep me company (and even if she was old enough we're like cat and dog, so better that we don't interact too much, especially in close little spaces ahah) and I already had that big fixation with music: trips of hours and hours, just looking outside the window and listening to music.

That's how I still remember many of the landscapes and details I saw, even if I was very little, it's the best way for me to print something in my mind forever.

Then when I was going to University I had to do four hours of trip every day from and to my town, and I kept  doing it really a lot.

Now it's also like that, from the bus ride to work to my trips to Italy to meet my family, to my holidays.

I look, I observe, I imagine and I listen to music.

I could write a book on the things I see, you could tell a whole story just about those two minutes in which your bus is waiting at the red traffic light: so many things happen outside, so many expressions you can read on the face of the people sitting in front of you.

The girl of this drawing was sitting in front of me on the tram the other day. 

She had a bit messy hair, washed out red lipstick and her eyeliner was starting to fade. It looked like she ran to catch the tram after a long day of work. And she was extremely beautiful. She was looking outside too, she seemed to think about something deeply, thing that actually permitted me to take hundreds of mental snap shots of her without her noticing (no, I'm not a stalker).

But believe me, she was much more beautiful and intense than how I managed to draw her, I still remember her.

This other girl instead was on the bus this evening. She wasn't beautiful, but I liked how she was dressed. She looked impatient, and determined and strong, that's why I draw her with strong strokes, in a fast way. It seemed like she was looking forward for a date, I really liked how she jumped off the bus.

It's nice to wonder what the people around you are doing or are about to do... 

It's strange because your world revolves around yourself, and when you stop and actually start to think that all the people around you have a life too, that comes from a moment before the one in which you're seeing them and continues also after that, and you start to imagine how these lives can be, you feel your head spinning and it's like you lose your center. 

It's like when you look at the night sky in summer, full of stars, and you really feel like you're a dot and it's too much so you have to think to something else...

OK, enough with this pseudo-philosophic crap, it's Friday night for God's sake (and my boyfriend went out but I stayed home to draw, it's quite peaceful in here eh eh eh...)

And OMG, I was about to forget an important, FUNDAMENTAL thing:

THE NEW ALBUM OF THE RADIOHEAD IS OUT!!!

If you just could imagine how much I like the Radiohead, then MAYBE you would be able to guess how happy I am.

I am listening to it now and I am almost crying for the joy (really... no it's not because I am a bit drunk, what are you saying?? It's really because I love them and I've been waiting for this moment for ages!) 

Oooohhh Thom Yorke thank you, you made my next 6 months of bus rides completely a different story!

You can buy their new album, The King of Limbs, here (mp3 version for 7 euros) and I leave you with their new video:

The music is too beautiful, the video too good, Thom Yorke is too cool... should I continue until tomorrow morning?


Look at it!


Good night!


Al