Saints Preserve Us

Remember the vise I found a few weeks ago?

Here it is as the body of this long legged angel faced beauty. She has big feet but as they say “she has a good foundation”. Her charm is accentuated by the fact that she wears her heart on the outside for everyone to see, it is part of her saint like qualities.

I have been working like crazy getting ready for Art Fest here are two new Santos.

It never ceases to amaze me who comes out of the clay.

I thought this time I would use colored fabric to dress her and was happy with this look. I also tried to get away from the traditional gold crown and painted it black. I think it looks good on her.

I felted a wool pinafore to go over her clothes, I think it gives her a cool medieval  look.
   

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Here are a few more photos from Mexico

Orchids hang in a variety of colors and shapes from every surface at the botanical gardens near Puerto Vallarta.

 In the back ground my Mom and sister are coming out from the welcoming shade, funny words for an Oregonian to say.

A fight broke out between two Boat Tailed Grackles

They are tail to tail here.

 The fight went on and on.

The police had to be called in.

Getting ready and Mexico

Two weeks till Art Fest, I’m getting very excited as it all comes together and each chore is finished and put in a tub for transport. Today the Santos frames were checked off the list. They look like a row of soldiers, just wait to see what they will be transformed into.

 A few photos from Mexico

 It was hard to leave the sun, flowers and flip flops I tasted summer and it was good.

The first stop from the cruise ship was Puerto Vallarta. I headed for the town square and oldest church, after that I ask to see the cemetery but was told that it was moved up the hill to make room for a parking lot. “Oh that’s too bad”- “No no it was a dead cemetery all the people that came and knew the people there are all gone. There is no one to come visit the dead”.  I did find the new cemetery and people came to visit the dead, it’s a beautiful place and very much alive.

 The cemetery

Grandmother and child stand at the edge of the sea watching Grandfather work.

It boggles the mind to see these misshaped rocks precariously balanced next to the crashing waves.

 He told the on lookers how he does it and had a bowl for tips.

 You didn't think I would go on a trip and not share a bird picture.

I got some other nice shots but they will have to wait till next time.