I was talking with a friend this morning and I realized I hadn’t yet uploaded anything for November. With all the upcoming holidays it just wouldn’t do to miss the first holiday of the month: El Día de los Muertos also know in english as The Day of the Dead.
A sugar skull is also known as a calavera and I’m comforted by the thought that they aren’t considered grotesque or macabre but instead are a reminder that, even though death is unavoidable, we need to remember to not only celebrate the lives of our family and friends but to seize each day of our own lives.
We’re always camping with family on Indigenous Peoples / Columbus weekend and again we celebrated with our annual pumpkin carving extravaganza. We were up to our elbows in pumpkins guts and seeds as we spread across three picnic tables. It was quite the mess but we wouldn’t think of skipping!
To live in the present moment is a miracle. The miracle is not to walk on water. The miracle is to walk on the green Earth in the present moment, to appreciate the peace and beauty that are available now.
I’m drawing & painting from a photo posted all over the internet. Credit goes to Win McNamee/Getty Images. Ms. Cheney is not looking at the camera but try as I might, I just cannot paint her eyes to show how she’s looking straight ahead to the video setup. I must have painted & blotted three or four times. Finally, I just have to accept it.
“Tonight, I say this to my Republican colleagues who are defending the indefensible: There will come a day when Donald Trump is gone, but your dishonor will remain.” —- Liz Cheney 09 June 2022
Over the years our extended family has gone camping over Columbus Day / Indigenous People’s Weekend. 2012 marks the start of the family pumpkin carving ritual and my ritual of documenting the artwork in my journal.
The more members of the family, the more come camping, the more pumpkins to carve, and the more pumpkins to draw and paint.
And we love every minute of our Pre-Halloween festivities!
2017 – Sorry, no sketchbook page… we were unable to join the group this year.
Since I haven’t been able to get to the shore and walk the beach this year, or last year for that matter, I have been longing to escape. Painting with buff and ochre for beach sand, cerulean and ultramarine for sky and sea, brought the ocean to my drawing table. My goal was to paint along during the hour and a half presentation. It felt so good to stretch my artistic muscles.