Adios San Miguelito

Well the good thing about being this sick right now is that it means I'll be well in time for Artfest, right? *snort ... hack* My head is like the swamp thing.

These are the last of the vacation photos. It's time to turn over a new page.

This is a shot of a corner of the living room of my friends' home on Quebrada Street. The coral paint on the right hand wall is more plaster painting done with dry pigments and lime on dry plaster. The ochre brushwork is actually gold; very luscious up close.

Me and Guy admiring a giant blue agave on our friend's hacienda.

Roses were inexpensive and available all over town. I heard they grow them in Peru.

Strange seed pods in a vase.

I admired this painting at Patsy's Place. Whoa!

And on the day we went to Pozos we had lunch at the Posada de las Minas. David Winslow took us on a tour of all the beautiful rooms there. I remember Katie telling me that she took a workshop here from Michael de Meng a couple of years ago. It is a gorgeous place; very quiet and well designed.

Nopales salad. Those cactus paddles again.

Now we're at the home of Thom, a collector of things strange and wonderful. He's the guy with the Memory Jugs. This is his collection of monkeys. I have no idea what they are or what they stand for but I like them. Everywhere I turned in his house there were collections.

And OMG, the library. Books I didn't know existed; rare books, limited editions and many handmade. He also had a table of models he'd made in wax that will be cast in bronze and as well he had Sculpey dolls he'd made. He's worked in ceramic too.

This is the cathedral at night. Gabriella told us that the architect based his design on Gaudi's work and I think you can see the resemblance.

Homeward bound. Tired but contented. Ready for the next adventure. Little did I know there was a bug lurking on that airplane, ready to jump my bones and flatten me.

Here's to health. xo