Tag Archives: Mexico

Amazing Mother

We have an old black and white photograph from 1958. Most of us are sitting on a park bench in Guadalajara, about 2 weeks into a six-month trip to Mexico. The five girls are wearing matching dresses and the two … Continue reading

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Nearly Naptime

  This sketch is based on one of the many photos I took of family members during our Mazatlan trip. Painting from a photo is a less intuitive process for me than drawing from real life, perhaps because thinking about a photo is … Continue reading

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Into the Waves

One of the joys of Mazatlan is body surfing in its warm strong waves. I love catching a wave at the perfect moment and then being propelled a long way up onto the beach. I wanted to capture this feeling … Continue reading

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Beach Frisbee

I am now back in San Diego and have a few sketches from the Mazatlan trip that I have not yet posted. I did a few sketches of people playing frisbee along the shoreline and like the action of the … Continue reading

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Machado Plaza Wall in Mazatlan

Today I sketched with a large group at the Machado Plaza in Mazatlan. We sat across the plaza from a small hedge and a lovely bright wall. I loved all the different textures and colors of the scene and turned … Continue reading

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Resting on the Couch

My sister was resting in the cool of our seaside rental after sightseeing in Mazatlan all morning. I was glad she was holding still because that meant that once again I had a terrific model to sketch. Her body language … Continue reading

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Sitting on a Seawall

I was bogged down in a complicated sketch of the sea and city beyond it when two women came and sat on the seawall near me. They looked over the edge, perhaps admiring the breakers below. I liked the way … Continue reading

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