November 2, 2018
As I write this we’re in our 2nd week since opening our working gallery, Atelier La Chilanga y su Pinche Gringo, which translates roughly to “the woman from Mexico City and her f-ing gringo.I’m supposed to be retired but this is a fun project. Just before I left for the US at the end of August, we learned that the space became available so we jumped on it with our deposit. It proved relatively painless to get the work done to open. The landlords did some renovations inside and we added track lighting and a system for hanging art without constantly pounding holes in the walls.
Lately I’ve returned to my watercolor rendering of florals. I’ve been drawn to the lobbies of local hotels which can be astonishingly beautiful. However, I think this will be my last cactus, at least with this amount of needles. It’s from Hotel Casa del Sótano across the street from Las Golondrinas, subject of my last one. Next I’ll be returning to Quinta Real, this time in watercolor.
Just getting done with Días de los Muertos. The hood here has been especially busy since the city has officially routed celebrations away from Panteón General, due to last year’s earthquake, towards smaller cemeteries around town. It’s been a parking headache but otherwise convenient. My good friend Sherry came down for it all. The day after she arrived, the barrio closed its celebration of the Virgen del Rosario with lots of pinwheeling burritos and a castillo of fireworks. Last night we spent the first night of the dead in Teotitlán del Valle with our friends the Bautista family. Very sweet.
“Bring out your dead!”