Janice Skivington 2017 Fruit and vegetable market in Queretaro, Mexico |
Sunday, April 30, 2017
fruitas
Saturday, April 29, 2017
wandering
“Not all those who wander are lost.”
― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring
Querétaro, Mexico...my spring break consisted of days wandering the city alone, sitting in peaceful plazas with my sketchbook and paints.
Sometimes I simply wandered from one shady spot to another. This city has many buildings, still used as residences or shops that are 400 years old. Here I had found myself a shady perch with an old fountain featuring a noble priest from the 1800s and a wealth of pink and red bougainvillea.
― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring
Querétaro, Mexico...my spring break consisted of days wandering the city alone, sitting in peaceful plazas with my sketchbook and paints.
Sometimes I simply wandered from one shady spot to another. This city has many buildings, still used as residences or shops that are 400 years old. Here I had found myself a shady perch with an old fountain featuring a noble priest from the 1800s and a wealth of pink and red bougainvillea.
Friday, April 28, 2017
traveler
The traveler sees what he sees, the tourist sees what he has come to see.
Gilbert K. Chesterton
I was sitting on a bench across the street from this old church in Queretaro, Mexico drawing and painting with my watercolor kit. The doors opened, people went in to Mass and heart-touching angelic music came wafting across the street to me. It sounded like mostly women singing hymns and songs of praise in Spanish.
Gilbert K. Chesterton
I was sitting on a bench across the street from this old church in Queretaro, Mexico drawing and painting with my watercolor kit. The doors opened, people went in to Mass and heart-touching angelic music came wafting across the street to me. It sounded like mostly women singing hymns and songs of praise in Spanish.
Wednesday, April 26, 2017
holding my breath
As I was sketching my 9 month old grandchild from life, I had to hold my breath for fear of adding one shade or line too many to this delicate image. Of course, she was moving about with the intensity of a new and rapidly changing life force. I did not use a photo!
Tuesday, April 25, 2017
Monday, April 17, 2017
Easter celebration
I sketched this with a ball point pen on a blank page in the service missal while standing in the noisy happy crowd.
Saturday, April 15, 2017
All Glory
...to whom the lips of children made sweet hosannas ring.
Thursday, April 13, 2017
one day away
Queretaro, Mexico...my spring break consisted of days wandering the city. |
Querétaro, Mexico...my spring break consisted of days wandering the city alone, sitting in peaceful plazas with my sketchbook and paints. Many days away from my everyday life, and many conscious artistic moments and thoughts only of absorbing the beauty of the scene in front of me.
“Every person needs to take one day away. A day in which one consciously separates the past from the future. Jobs, family, employers, and friends can exist one day without any one of us, and if our egos permit us to confess, they could exist eternally in our absence. Each person deserves a day away in which no problems are confronted, no solutions searched for. Each of us needs to withdraw from the cares which will not withdraw from us.”
― Maya Angelou, Wouldn't Take Nothing for My Journey Now
Wednesday, April 12, 2017
Tuesday, April 11, 2017
Saturday, April 8, 2017
wooden spoon
A perfect toy for a nine-month old, replaceable, chewable, and satisfyingly noisy when banging on various objects.
Thursday, April 6, 2017
it sounds so simple
Woh-oh, Mexico, it sounds so simple, I just got to go
The sun's so hot I forgot to go home, guess I'll have to go now....
Wo-oh, Mexico. It sounds so sweet with the sun sinking low
Moon's so bright, like to light up the night, make everything all right...
Sleepy senorita with her eyes on fire...
lyrics to "Mexico" by James Taylor
I have been traveling in Mexico for the past two weeks. Spring Break for me and it was sweet.
My first night in Queretero I saw this senorita walking down the cobbled street with her bucket full of Calla lilies. It was a scene right out of a Diego Rivera painting. Later, I purchased a dozen of these lilies from an old lady sitting on the steps of a church, again a scene right out of a painting. I didn't take her photo but brought my armful home and painted it.
The sun's so hot I forgot to go home, guess I'll have to go now....
Wo-oh, Mexico. It sounds so sweet with the sun sinking low
Moon's so bright, like to light up the night, make everything all right...
Sleepy senorita with her eyes on fire...
lyrics to "Mexico" by James Taylor
I have been traveling in Mexico for the past two weeks. Spring Break for me and it was sweet.
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