Friday, February 29, 2008
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
Sunday, February 24, 2008
This rooster started crowing way before dawn on our first frosty morning on the Inca Trail to Machu Picchu. I peeked out the flap of the tent to get the lay of the land before we started packing up our gear and heading up and over Dead Woman's Pass. The sun was coming up over the Andes and this guy was staring at me.
Friday, February 22, 2008
Thursday, February 21, 2008
I wanted to do a quick sketch of these sandals with the last of the paint on the palette. I got tired, impatient and frustrated, fiddling around and going back and forth. Spending way more time than they deserved. They say "Art is never finished, only abandoned" so I am moving on...
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
Sunday, February 17, 2008
Sophie is my best friend and my favorite model. She is a super hero. She is the embodiment of optimism and every morning after stretching, yawning and a yoga downward dog, she expects us all to kiss and pet her, which we all do. She then is ready to face her day of walks, naps, treats and attacking the cats.
at 4:55 PM
Friday, February 15, 2008
The last rose from the bouquet I bought last week. Some faded away and others became toys and snacks for the cats. I have never painted glass before so I thought I would give it a try. I have used all the paint on the palette and it is almost the weekend. I think I will go sketch.
Thursday, February 14, 2008
I haven't oil painted since last August, so I thought I would do a quick study of these very ripe pears before they get tossed. It's like learning all over again when so much time goes by between paintings. My technique is tight and stiff because of the lack of painting. Now that the paints are out, maybe I will be more committed...
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
Monday, February 11, 2008
Friday, February 8, 2008
In November we traveled to Bali, Indonesia so far, far away. We stayed in Jimbaran, which is a beautiful beach, with resorts nestled into the landscape. Being a dog person, I kept noticing the dogs that ran the beach. They looked much the same—medium size, short hair, pointed nose and ears. There was a large family of black and white dogs and a smaller brindle family. They were very sweet and friendly, seemed to be feed well, good coats and very polite. Busy in the morning, sleeping in the shade at high noon and then very busy in the afternoon into the evening. Every night, as we watched the sunset and darkness fell upon the island, you could look down the beach and there would be dogs curled up for a the night. Close enough to the resorts for comfort, but just far away as to not get in trouble. We found out that they were just Jimbaran beach dogs and did not belong to anyone. They lived as packs and ate fish caught by the fishermen in the village. I made friends with most of them and took pictures of all of them, sometimes more than once. Since returning to Maine, I have sketched many of them from the photos. It's a wonderful way to remember our wonderful time in Bali.
at 8:35 PM
Thursday, February 7, 2008
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
Today, a friend and I each did a collage. I separated one rose from a bunch sitting in a vase on the table in front of a window with the Maine landscape in the background. The snow is melting and grass is showing. The days are getting a little longer so even though it was a gray day, the light is getting stronger and warmer.
We had dinner at a Catalonian restaurant that made their own olive oil and Rioja tinto. The olive oil was so good you could drink it, but we didn't and just drank the wine. In Catalonian, the owner explained the difference between the three—o1,02,03 that we would taste that night. Knowing enough Spanish from high school and the fact that he used his hands a lot, we were able to figure out his explanation of the differences and could taste such as we sampled the most delicious olive oils.
The next day after a cafe con leche I made my way to the Fundacio Joan Miro.
at 6:04 PM
We just got back from a week in Barcelona. I tried to keep a travel journal as we experienced this amazing city. In the end, my sketch book was filled with five days of the food and drinks we enjoyed. I can honestly say, that beside the most incredible art and architecture, this city has the most delicious things to eat and drink. If you have a chance to go, try the cafe con leche and don't miss the olive oil.
at 8:30 AM