All Glory

All Glory, laud and honor to thee Redeemer King!
...to whom the lips of children made sweet hosannas ring.

one day away

Queretaro, Mexico...my spring break consisted of days wandering the city.

Querétaro, Mexico...my spring break consisted of days wandering the city alone, sitting in peaceful plazas with my sketchbook and paints. Many days away from my everyday life, and many conscious artistic moments and thoughts only of absorbing the beauty of the scene in front of me.

 “Every person needs to take one day away.  A day in which one consciously separates the past from the future.  Jobs, family, employers, and friends can exist one day without any one of us, and if our egos permit us to confess, they could exist eternally in our absence.  Each person deserves a day away in which no problems are confronted, no solutions searched for.  Each of us needs to withdraw from the cares which will not withdraw from us.” 
― Maya Angelou, Wouldn't Take Nothing for My Journey Now

pulpo

My first dinner while on spring break in Queretaro, Mexico. Delicious!

lecture notes

airport for people watching

visio trees

Spring is around the corner, trees are still mostly bare, mostly ghostly grey, soon to be blooming.

wooden spoon

A perfect toy for a nine-month old, replaceable, chewable, and satisfyingly noisy when banging on various objects.

it sounds so simple

Woh-oh, Mexico, it sounds so simple, I just got to go
The sun's so hot I forgot to go home, guess I'll have to go now....
Wo-oh, Mexico. It sounds so sweet with the sun sinking low
Moon's so bright, like to light up the night, make everything all right...
Sleepy senorita with her eyes on fire...
lyrics to "Mexico" by James Taylor

I have been traveling in Mexico for the past two weeks. Spring Break for me and it was sweet.

My first night in Queretero I saw this senorita walking down the cobbled street with her bucket full of Calla lilies. It was a scene right out of  a Diego Rivera painting. Later, I purchased a dozen of these lilies from an old lady sitting on the steps of a church, again a scene right out of a painting. I didn't take her photo but brought my armful home and painted it.

heaven

 I hope with all my heart there will be painting in heaven.
- Jean-Baptiste-Camille Corot

 

Easter Vigil art for Church of the Resurrection, Wheaton Illinois.

 

true

If the Word was indeed made flesh, then it is demanded of men that their words and their lives be in concord. Only he who is true can speak the truth.
— W. H. Auden, “Words and The Word” (1968)