I am really enjoying getting back to basics within my work, just simply drawing seems such a novelty in such a contemporary design world but yet i feel it is intrinsic to my practice. I feel my drawing has drasticaly improved and im starting to develop a style. My work is much lighter and cleaner, i always had the tendency to overwork drawings, or use excessive amounts of layers which i have turned on its head by simply using pencil. Perhaps it is psychosymatic just changing from a graphite pencil to a red oil pencil might have been all i needed to change my mentality. I feel that my style is much more reflective of the Portuguese lifestyyle; more easy going, carefree, not bogged down and heavy. I will enjoy contuining to further the style and think that in the long run it will become invaluable experience. Although i was resilient to go at first i am glad i did go to the meal with Fiona and co. I was concerned it would have be awkward especially as it was someones leaving do but it wasnt uncomfortable at all. We went to some small restaurant, it was nice to go somewhere more traditionally Portuguese with a menu in the native language. I ordered the bifinho (turkey) but yet the old man who seemed completely oblivious to what was going on forgot my order and so it came about an hour late. I really felt embaressed at the thought of eating alone, the start of a neurosis or something but it wasnt too bad after all and the food was nice. We then went on to two bars the first was nothing special but the second was fantastic the rooms filled with collections of all sorts; toy trains, odd cartoons, statues literally anything all laid out in an art deco coffee house stlye. I was so tired i think i was actually asleep at one point andi didnt fancy anything to drink but i enjoyed just absorbing the atmosphere. Afterwards we walked Fiona home, this was not so pleasant, it seemed a bit of a slumb, and made us feel better about the notorious Martim Muniz where we live. It was cool to have met Fiona again and to strengthen ties, it was cool to think that there were three generations of NSAD illustrators.