Thursday, November 27, 2014

The Sun's In My Heart

Today was a glorious day. Although, San Geraldo doesn't agree. He and I had an appointment at the bank this morning and then stopped at Cafe Manila for coffee and a visit with some of our favorite people.

It rained overnight, heavily at times, and was raining lightly when we made our way to the bank. The rain was a little steadier when we left the bank a half hour later. We arrived on the terrace (the covered terrace) at Cafe Manila just as a downpour began.

The mostly English patrons turned their chairs to face the seaside. I was told that's what English people do in England — sit in rows and stare at the sea. Or maybe they sit in rows and stare at the rain. As one man came in, he muttered, "Och! Tis lik Scootlund in Augist!"

Sae noo, click ony photie fur th' muckle picture...
Oh, sorry! So now, click any image for the big picture.

WET FACES (AND FEET) ON THE FRONTLINE.




OF COURSE SOME HARDCORE STICK-WALKERS WERE STILL AT IT.

Tynan snapped pictures of me as I snapped pictures.



No matter what San Geraldo says about the rain, from where I stand or sit, the sun is shining all over the place. Besides, he and I sang all the way home.

Tuesday, November 25, 2014

A Blank Page

On our morning visits to Cafe El 90, we had often noticed a man having coffee at a nearby table — sometimes alone and sometimes with one friend or another. After a few times, he and I began to bid each other a quick "buenos días." It took me months to introduce myself; my less-than-perfect Spanish sometimes holding me back. Finally last week, we (Javier and I) were able to meet for a cup of coffee and some conversation. Javier, it turns out, has been an art gallery manager and curator for much of his professional life.

In the 1980s Javier began to carry around a little red book that he'd share with his artist friends and acquaintances, telling them to  create a work of art on the next available page. The results are astounding. Watercolor, mixed media, collage, pen and ink, pencil, oils, acrylics.

THE BOTTOM BOOK AWAITS...

Javier is now well into Book #2. He only invites "artists" to participate, so I was honored when he showed me my page and told me to create. OK, I was also nervous. But I've unpacked my art supplies and I'm already finding inspiration. I look forward to sharing my creation with Javier and, of course, with you. In the meantime, below is a small sampling of the talented company I'll be keeping. (Click any image for a closer look.)

JAVIER OUT FOR A SPIN WITH "THE KIDS."
















So now all I have to do is — according to Georges Seurat — "bring order to the whole. Through design, composition, tension, balance, light, and harmony."

Monday, November 24, 2014

Shoo Fly

San Geraldo made a new friend while I was away. Her name is Patricia (pronounced Pah-TREE-thee-ah in these parts) and she was introduced by our neighbors Ray and Jean one morning in the cafe downstairs.

EVEN THE BOOK SHE'S READING COLOR-COORDINATES.

Patricia is not shy by any stretch of the imagination — check out the printing on her tote bag in the picture above. She told San Geraldo she notices him regularly at the cafe and wonders why he sits with a dish towel on his head. (And here I thought it was because of his good looks.) San Geraldo explained that he sometimes wears a dish towel to protect his head from the sun, but mostly he wears the dish towel to keep away those annoying flies.

SAN GERALDO SETTING THE FASHION WORLD ABUZZ.
(CLICK ANY IMAGE FOR AN ELECTRIFYING EXPERIENCE.) 

This morning, Patricia dropped by the cafe with a gift for San Geraldo — an electrified tennis racket to zap flies and mosquitos. Apparently, dish towels — like square-check fabrics and skyscraper heels — are so last year.

ANXIOUS TO START ZAPPING.
MAYBE THE LAST FLY (FAR LEFT) DUDO WILL SEE.  WHEN THAT ELECTRIFIED
ZAPPER IS UNLEASHED, BOTH CATS WILL PROBABLY GO INTO HIDING

Shoo Fly

For Shoo-Fly Pie Recipe, click here.
For Apple Pan Dowdy, click here.