Friday, February 27, 2015

Thirty Days in Athens- Day 6- Divine intervention in the digital age-

 
'She' had gone out on a few sweet dates. She had thought things were getting serious,
but she accidentally (did Hermes interfere?) came across the boyfriend's (troll) blog,
 where he was 'bitching' about the dates! A series of nasty text messages followed, which she was reading out loud over Greek coffee. The  three girlfriends (chorus) gave her their full attention , only once in a while exclaiming in anger and disbelief, and sometimes enriching the story with tit bits of their own.
 

Thursday, February 26, 2015

Thirty days in Athens- Day 5- A place for art, and backgammon.

 
 
Sunny Wednesday- We pass by this small shop quite often. No matter what the weather, the owner is playing backgammon with some person or other. After I finished this little drawing I passed by again, and there was a long canvas with a reclining female nude on the sidewalk . The 'specials' of the day were displayed on the owner's parked car. 

Wednesday, February 25, 2015

Thirty days in Athens- Day 4- In the kitchen

 
 
Tuesday evening- N. is washing up after dinner, and I get to draw. I need to remember to write clearly.

Tuesday, February 24, 2015

Day 3- Ash Monday

 
Ash Monday- It was sufficiently windy to fly a kite
(if you were talented in flying kites, which we were not)
We watched, and took photos.

Monday, February 23, 2015

Thirty Days in Athens- 2

 
 
Day 2- Sunday late afternoon. Athens is quiet, the sky is grey, and there is a constant trickling of rain.
N. & I sat at Starbucks, we had coffee and late lunch. I drew and thought about the future of my blog.
N. thought about politics.
 
We are all thinking about politics.

Sunday, February 22, 2015

Thirty days in Athens-


My dear friends, please forgive me for having been so neglectful. I have been wanting to return to this space that I do love, but perhaps in a different format, I am in a playful mood (of sorts). I am also rather uncertain of how this will work out (and just uncertain overall), so I decided to begin small, and commit to a daily drawing for thirty days only, keeping something of a visual journal. This is a small drawing, drawn from memory, with a thin Sharpie.  Here goes.-

'Saturday evening. Lovely dinner with L. and A. at their house. My friend L. makes the best pies, and
the most wonderful bread. A. told us stories about his childhood in Egypt, and his career as a pilot.'

Monday, November 17, 2014

Day 50- Lunch with friends-(more sketchbook pages)

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   It's back to the drawing board these days. Seeing Athens and Greece with new eyes after
ten years of absence, makes me want to rethink my painting methods.

Thursday, October 30, 2014

Day 49- The making of olive oil- A tale from the island of Zakynthos

At the olive grove, 1-
markers and oil sticks on paper

At the olive grove , 2-
markers on paper

At the olive grove, 3-
markers and oil sticks on paper

At the olive grove, 4 - Lunch (First day: lentil soup, homemade bread, homemade cheese, homemade wine! Second day: pasta Bolognese, homemade bread, homemade cheese, homemade wine - words fail me!!)
markers on paper
 

At the olive grove, 5
markers on paper
 

At the olive press-1
markers on paper

At the olive press-2
markers on paper
 
I couldn't draw the final phase , when the oil came pouring out of the last
machine, because I was too busy dipping my bread in to get the first taste!