
We spent a last afternoon on the beach yesterday and I did my best to soak up as much of the scene as possible. Mazatlan is a charming city with a gracious people. The seaside, framed by old brightly painted buildings and greenery is captivating. My only regret is I did not come close to sketching as much as I would have liked. I pretty much stayed by the ocean for the three weeks. Perhaps next year I will move beyond the beach into the plazas and streets.
The busy street along Mazatlan’s Olas Altas is transformed four evenings a week into a pedestrian walkway. Children take to the street with their bikes, families stroll, neighbors touch base, young couples connect, and visitors marvel at its glorious beauty.
Sometimes, rather than pack up my sketching gear, it is easier to take my iPad when I go out. Yesterday my sister and I stopped for a pedicure here in Mazatlan and as I looked out I was glad I had something to sketch with. I liked the way these two men, who as far as I could tell did not know each other, studied the venue in front of them while they waited. They seemed to have the art of waiting down pat.



