Where Are You Going?

I am finally back to the napkins! I took some time off to speak at and attend the BlogWorld LA conference for the first time. Then I headed south to San Diego to visit my father and sister. I am there now, finally with some time to draw.

travel

Travel is much like a life education vs. a formal education. It’s important to never confuse the two. With a formal education and a regimented, organized travel experience, let’s say for business, you need to be sure of what it is you hope to accomplish and what you want to learn. It’s good to have it planned.

But in your life education and in all of your travels, business or not, there is another layer that exists, and that is the layer of not knowing why you are going somewhere or learning something. I don’t mean you have no idea at all, I mean you have to allow that you CAN’T know it all in advance. Your deepest experiences and lessons come to you without your prior knowledge that they are about to arrive. It is those things we couldn’t have anticipated that resonate the deepest.

So, don’t freak out if you don’t know every step of the journey ahead, whether in your education or your travel, If you did, you wouldn’t learn much.

Drawing and commentary by Marty Coleman of The Napkin Dad Daily.

Quote by Yogi Berra, 1925-not dead yet, New York Yankee baseball player and manager

Seattle Road Trip – Day 6 – City Of My Birth

Southwest Airline napkin.
The hat is formed out of the route I took across the country and back.

At age 6 I moved away from Del Mar, California.  For many decades no one in my family lived there, or anywhere close.  Now, 50 years later my father and sister live in the area and I go back to visit regularly.  It feels like home, always has and always will.  The ocean air, the wispy low beach fog in the morning, the smell of the Eucalyptus trees and the feel of the sun all are as natural to me as can be.

Sketchbook – Sleeping Woman on a Plane

I flew down to San Diego (Del Mar is just north of the city) and spent a few days with my younger sister, Jackie and her family. I also spent a good amount of time with my 92 year old father, Skeets.  He is frail and doesn’t remember much, but he is still enjoying life.


He has had a long career in aviation, first in WWII as a fighter pilot in the South Pacific, then as a test pilot, jet salesman and aviation magazine publisher.  You can read about his exploits and fame here.  

My father, Skeets Coleman, (famous aviator) and
myself (famous napkin dad). haha

Marty