Saturday, February 21, 2015

Guanajuato city. Part 2

The second day we visited the Regional Museum of Guanajuato, Alhondiga de Granaditas. Once outside, I sketched the East wall of the museum looking down the street where the clock tower and part of the roof of Hidalgo Market can be seen. I let the bright colors of the houses  that look like they are hanging from the hills to contrast  the market. This is just a sample of how all houses in downtown Guanajuato look like confetti. The market was a French style train station built with iron in 1910, the year the Mexican Revolution started.

I packed my stuff and just few steps (like 20 steps literally) walking East the same street, I unpacked my stuff again because I found a lovely old house I fell in love with. I didn't realize why did I like it so much until now, that I'm writing this lines. The building was full of life. It had many plant pots hanging from the verandas with bright flowers and several cages with different birds. The intense yellow color paint, was covered in dust, yet the decoration made the building shine. The Museum and this house are one block apart exactly on the same street, yet the street names are different. 28 de Septiembre St. for the museum and Pocitos St. for the house. Funny thing. It's one of those odd things that happens in this beautiful country and drive tourists crazy!  



Thursday, February 12, 2015

Guanajuato city. Part 1

We went to Guanajuato city in Mexico, with no plans in mind, just to rest. We were so tired we didn't want to make decisions, we thought  we would let the local people to tell us where to go and what to do, that would save us time and energy. We asked for one of the best restaurants in the city to treat ourselves. They sent us to a French style restaurant just across the Juarez theater. Next to our table was a huge window and this was the view.
It was very obvious what to do next, a view of the city. For that, we went to the top of one the hills using the funicular. There was a great view of the city up there, also there was a monument of Pipila. A man that became famous for his act of courage during the War of Independence in Mexico. He had the idea of carrying a big stone on his back to protect himself from the bullets and  burning the wood door to enter the Alhondiga de Granaditas and kill the Spanish people hidden inside this building. 

Later that day, having a cup of coffee, a couple of art students held a conversation with us. They told us to go to the roof of the University of Guanajuato to the astronomic observatory. So we went. There was an astrophysicist who kindly showed us the stars in the telescope....for free! He showed us Mercury, Double Cluster in Perseus, which it is at a distance of 7,600 light years, the Orion Nebula, and finally Jupiter and three of its four visible natural satellites, the forth one  wasn't visible because it may have been in front or back of the planet, he said. I raised my sketched book to locate the stars to sketch them in the right proportion, it was dark, so I tried to be as precise as I could.

Great day for no plans.

Thursday, February 5, 2015

The untouchable telephone.

I just watched the film The Boxtrolls. Funny, so well done. Besides my very brief review, I have to say I feel like one of them. I'm a Boxtroll. They collect old stuff to create other things. I, on the other hand, don't create other stuff, but collect old stuff. I'm visiting my parents and staying at the house where I lived so many years. Among the things I found was this old look telephone from the 70's my parents had in the living room. This was one the untouchable items for us kids. The poor telephone was replaced by a newer model, those digital tone ones, and it was abandoned in a utility closet. I found it, removed the dust, asked if I could keep it, granted. The untouchable phone is now clean and is MINE. It belongs to the foyer of my house, on the table. A new friend for the miner lamp and the coal iron. Yes, it's like a trophy, but more than that, it's an object that will remind me of my childhood every time I see it........sweet.

Friday, January 30, 2015

Aerial cables

Aerial cables can dance in my mind. Not because they move, but because they make my eyes to look from one point to another. I found this web of cables very interesting. It is a typical Mexican urban scene and many other countries. At home, in the United States, I rarely see utility poles in the streets, everything is underground and urban scenes are cleaner. However, here in Mexico, the streets look messy, but a the same time, with an artistic eye, I find them even charming. All that organized chaos contributes to the personality of the city. I know the creosote treated wood poles were installed by Telmex, a telephone company. The concrete poles belong to the Federal Commission of Electricity, CFE. Television cable companies use whatever poles are available to install their own cable, they don't discriminate, ha! I don't know why one of the poles in the sketch is painted in yellow. Who knows what the code is for that one, if there's any. It took me 40 minutes to sketch. I colored it at home right after. I grew my sky wash with different colors to make it more interesting, since it is the background for the main subject of this sketch, the cables.

Monday, January 26, 2015

San Francisco Alley

A tranquil corner was my studio while I sketched the dome of San Francisco Church few days ago. Next to the church is the Callejon de San Francisco, San Francisco Alley, where you find Indian women commonly known as Marias here in Mexico, they sell goods made of wool and other handmade items. This alley have cafes and restaurants. It's one of the most beautiful passages in the city that is worth visiting.    

Saturday, January 24, 2015

Sketching is good at stressful times.

I'm glad I practice sketching. It helped during my time at the hospital. Mom needed medical attention and I spent a lot of time there.  My family helped a lot, inside and outside the hospital. We were a team and together made this event bearable.
We went to the hospital emergency room last Saturday. We waited to be attended by medical personal in the waiting area. I sketched meanwhile.
While mom was inside in the emergency room, we had to wait out in the waiting room with other people in the same situation. The young boy in red was wearing a pink back pack, which caught my attention. The man with glasses was very small, he wanted to speak to the doctors constantly. The lady in green offered me her seat, a nice gesture on her part. The lady in black boots noticed I was sketching her rock & roll boots, she even posed for me.
Early next day, the relatives of the patiens were still waiting, some sleeping, other thinking.
Mom was admitted to the hospital, we waited for test's results for the doctors to determine if her strength was good enough for surgery.
Even my brother made a sketch in the notebook we kept for us the siblings to  keep track of mom's care during the change of shift.
The surgery lasted 2 hours with no complications. I waited six hours outside the operating room until she was awake and came out of the room. The following sketch shows the door that leads towards the operating rooms on the left, and to the right, people waiting in line to make appointments for laboratory tests.

After surgery mom had a drainage tube for a couple of days.
She ate food at the hospital, we all know how it is not tasty, but at least she ate some.

We waited for more test's results. Everything came out well. She was released from the hospital. The waiting game continues today. Her recovery will be long and slow with care and dedication, doctors are positive, so we should.


Wednesday, January 14, 2015

Recycling of Chritsmas Trees.

I cannot believe my good luck. Turns out that I wanted to sketch a bunch of dying Christmas trees in Morales Park. The municipality of the city of San Luis Potosi has a recycling program to make compost from Christmas trees. Morales Park is one of the places where people drop their trees. Yesterday I went to sketch it and a big truck was picking up some trees. I hurried to the corner of the street to sketch it before the truck was gone. I didn't even had a chance to sit down.

A5 Moleskine, ink and watercolor.
The two men noticed I was into something. One of the men got inside the truck's cabin, they were ready to leave. I went to say hi. The driver name was Miguel. I showed him the drawing, he smiled and turned his head to his right and told his partner smiling -"we were caught in fraganti!" He told me his son loved drawing and asked me if he could take a photo of the sketch and another one of me with the sketch. I said yes naturally, then I took a photo of him holding  the unfinished sketch. I wish I had with me a business card to introduce myself to the people whom I have experiences. I'll have to come up with one, Adriana Gasparich....artist? Yes! artist.