And then a wee shadow to ground your developing figure in space….
(for the record, my sunshine is found in the left of my little world.)
Once your carrot is feeling like a figure, time to clothe it a bit. This is done with some basic shapes, like rectangles. The vendors here in Guatemala with their traditional outfits (the word for these is “traje”) are lovely to sketch in this way as the forms found in their clothing can be broken down to simple shapes.
Next I begin to add some appendages for this particular figure.
I then add a bundle on her head. Folks here work so hard! They carry their wares for peddling on their backs, heads, arms and then walk and walk and walk to make a sale.
I begin to find light in the bundle….
Then some patterning in her corte…..
And added some color therein….
I darken her outfit, showing the shadow beneath her heavy bundle….
a little more personality to her shadow.
Then I begin to add more wares for her to sell to the tourists here in Antigua. Necklaces which will dangle from one arm whilst her other balances the bundle above.
More colors on the necklaces and some threads too.
She’s looking good I think!
So very tiny, but these little portraits really have a ton of personality and I enjoy creating them!
I am SO inspired by the Guatemalan people. So very patient with us often clueless tourists with our clumsy spanglish. Quick with a smile and a “buenos días” on the sidewalk. The traditional textiles worn around town are a feast for the northern-most among us so thirsty for color. It is such great fun to learn about the various patterns and places represented in these weavings and embroideries. And great fun to explore them in a variety of ways in my sketchbook….
It is a liminal time. Alone with my thoughts and a well earned glass of wine, I straddle two weeks of this travel journaling workshop process.
It has been una semana mágica – a magical week, indeed.
Together we glimpsed enough of the city to capture our hearts and imaginations. Those new to this mystical city found themselves captivated by it, and those of us returning, renewed our love affair with color, light, a vibrant, smiling community of people of all walks along with rich history, sound and beauty.
A great deal of work was accomplished in our sketchbooks and within our eyes and minds which were opened to places previously untapped. Of course this was not possible without spending time out in the city itself. Walking, dining, shopping, meeting new friends, observing the comings and goings of people, light, color, tuk-tuks, motorbikes, vendors, joggers and fellow tourists.
We came to this trip not without our own troubles, this is to be sure. The world has some really hard stuff going on just now, and the hope was we might delve into the beauty here for a respite. A refill. In order that we might better serve others upon our return to regular life.
“Lovers find secret places inside this violent world where they make transactions with beauty.”
I wish the fellow artists of week one fair winds and following seas in their journeys back into their work-a-day lives. That they might bring some color, slowness, and beauty back home with them.
One of our kinds hosts here in Antigua is Hugo Espinoza, manager at Posada San Sebastián as well as a brilliant photographer. We commissioned him to give us a tour of his Antigua, the city he was raised in. He thankfully obliged.
Hugo, accompanied by his camera showed us around Antigua, complete with intoxicating samples at the local chocolate museum, glimpses into the back courtyards of some of the higher end hotels, meetings and greetings with local artisans….below is a glimpse….
And so the week flew along, at once fleeting and expansive. So much work. It is a wonder we hadn’t split ourselves into multiple selves to get it all accomplished. Such is always the case with these magical places, is it no.
All in all it was a tremendously successful week. And now I am part celebrating, part resting, part readying for week two which I am sure will find it’s own brand of Antigua magic.
It’s fun toward the end of the week to begin doing occasional “throw downs” where we all share our work. This can be intimidating of course, but with such a small tight knit group, sharing was fun and inspiring.
We all learn so much from one another. I simply provide a container of space and place in which to foster it all. Art doesn’t have to be a competition. We all begin some where, do we not?
There is a sacred quality to the creation of something which wasn’t there before. Even if it’s “just a sketch”. There is a special magic to spending time, real, slow time with a scene, a place, a person we find inspiring, and following the bones of it with our pens, pencils and paints.
It is this slowness in the travel experience which really shines in this process. I am deeply grateful to facilitate this amazing work in a small way here in Antigua, Guatemala. Dates are set for next year. Let me know if you are interested.
It is early morning and we are greeted at the gate of a local nature preserve by staff most serious of purpose.
We purchase tickets into El Pilar, a well kept, multi-purpose bit of land and head off for a hike to see about seeing some birds….
Our gracious hosts are our friends Mari Gray and Leander Khil, who between them carry many labels such as designer, ornithologist, writer, photographer, artist and so much more.
They take us into the forest and invite us into their world where birds reveal themselves in ways previously unknown and we are delighted.
Mostly we see and hear birds alive and well. Calling and chirping, flitting and flying. Yet we also see signs of nature taking it’s course which gives us a way to study closer…
This is indeed a seemingly magical wood. And I begin to wonder where we are in the world.
Up and up we climb, witnessing the world of the flying kind at their own level.
A glimpse of the valley below, and a cookie or two for our efforts, we marvel at the vista and rest a bit before heading back down where the birds have gone into hiding but there are still some interesting insects and flowers to behold.
We head into town for brunch where we revisit the names of all of the birds we saw this day.
Eventually gears must shift and we are back to the workshop scene where birds of another feather are gathering.
One by one, this upcoming week’s workshop participants arrive and are greeted with views of a volcanic realm where there is poetry hiding in the most unlikely places.
Like in the clouds…..
Or under a napkin holder on a silverware sleeve….
Days dawn bright and beautifully and some of us greet the sunrise with an early morning run up the hill for a view of the city….
These recent days have also given us surprise visits from some esteemed guests.
Mari stopped in to meet everyone today as well. We are hoping she can finish her thesis this week and come to paint with us!
By evening, we are all getting to know one another and making plans for Day 1 of this week’s activities over dinner.
It’s been rich, and we haven’t really even begun. Yet like birds of a feather, we have gathered to feel volcanic breezes ruffle our winter plumage. Our sights are set on seeing the colors for what they are and exploring Antigua in the week ahead.
As the week gets started, I will be doing my best to update on the usual channels where I can, but my priority is, of course, being fully present for those who’ve come here to make art with me. So I’ll catch up here when I can…. Til then…
A busy day of many good things workshop related – errands run, lists checked and re-checked, details double checked, last minute messages sent, plans solidified. I am so grateful for the people who make this work not only possible, but gratifying and fun as well.
Though we managed to get so much done……….(swag packages readied? check!)
…. we also managed a little shopping, some lovely meals, and even a few hours sketching at a local ruin.
The mixing of work and play, art and vocation, self care and the tending to a job to be done. All of it a beautiful balance. Feeling the magic of Antigua seeping into my bones as we settle in for what will be two wonderful weeks of art-making with amazing people.
Who knows? There may even be a guest appearance here and there by some special non-workshop friends…..
A smooth day’s travel via winged chariots hailing from north and west and of course my little Ohio River Valley. A few of us are landed, in our physical bodies at least, if not fully and completely just yet.
Antigua is mostly quiet, especially compared to years past when Easter time was nigh. The breezes are warm, two of us here are from cold climes. We are beginning to thaw.
These past weeks of grief and loss have been wearying, this is certain. Traveling finds me weary at the end of an uneventful but rather long day as well. But I am grateful for the thawing. Grateful for this work which brings me to such beautiful places in the world.
Tomorrow is a fresh day. With camera and sketching gear in hand, I’ll head into town to warm up the image making muscles with my fellow artists.