The Art of Reading # 5 : Devouring The News
Another trip to a cafe by the beach yesterday… there are many people around here right now, too many to feel comfortable sketching on the cafe terraces. Not enough room between “my preys” and me, too much tension in the air then… but luckily some of them are so involved in reading the newspapers that they
1. don’t notice me
2. sit still long enough!
Well, considering his face, especially his nose, I guess this guy was devouring the sport news!
A Wheel Chair is not a Reason!
I was sketching again the other day, Sunday, on the way back from the indoor pool where I swam my daily 1000 meters to keep brain and body fit, and to sharpen my eyes and my fingers! Yes, after the sport, especially after swimming, my artistic awareness is at its maximum. One might not always see it in the result though…
And well, that Sunday, like many other Sundays, many families were out and sat around at the cafes by the sea, having lunch or simply a drink. I was especially touched by this trio and was first happy for the old lady to be taken out, although, to be fair, she really seemed bored to death! I wondered what was going on in her head, observed her for a long time from behind my sunglasses, but she sat in that position all the time, the chin in the hand, and looking away from her family, to a distant point which certainly only existed in her fantasy.. or perhaps did not even exist there anymore?
She didn’t even touch the big glass of orange juice they ordered for her,… I mean, really, she might have had all reasons not to enjoy life anymore, but I find that she should be a little more thankful to have a family who kindly cares for her…
The Old Rocker and His Bird
Well, I have no idea if he really is an old Rocker. My partner Kev Moore, who is a Rocker, but not old, thinks he is. I much more thought that he is a Harley Davidson rider, because they all looked like him in Germany. But we are in Spain, and that one was English. And anyway: he could be both!
Except that he did not smoke, but his bird did… and how! Exactly like I was expecting him to do, the cigarettes drooping from the lips, without any fingers to hold them…
And he arrived at the cafe walking. Not cool, really, for a Harley Davidson rider…
Well, we are back in town and today, for the first time in many months, I sat again in a cafe and made some caricatures from the people there. I am sure they think:
“Oh sh…, she is back!”
and they don’t even know what they look like in my drawings! But sometimes I start laughing in front of my drawings, and Kevin too, so I guess they must be suspicious… I wonder what will happen if they find my drawings some day on the net and recognize themselves…
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The Art of Being Men and Women
It was last Saturday afternoon ( 31st of May 2008 ) in a little town called Castro Marim, in Portugal, by the Spanish border. I was sitting in our motorhome, sketching some typical houses, as I saw these men standing in the middle of the road. It had started with one, then another one had joined, then the biker had stopped and finally, as I started to sketch, the fourth one (on the left) joined the group.
One hour later, the four men were still standing there, with at least 10 others, all gathered around the biker. All men. No one woman around..
I saw a lot of women the next morning, in groups too, not standing around, but hurrying to a mysterious place, each with a vase of flowers in their hands.
And don’t tell me that this is an accident… we, men and women, are still SO different!!!
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