Thursday, January 17, 2013

Thursdays are supposed to be for....

Scratchy throat, itchy ears and sneezy nose keeping me in today drinking tea with honey and cinnamon, keeping quiet and painting quietly in my tiny studio which is essentially a storage room that faces the sea, next to the kitchen. The TV turned up high so I can't hear the knock knock knock on the door and "Miss, are you open? Miss are you making coffee? Miss..." Thursdays we are CLOSED. The door is closed, the lights and music are off and for goodness sake, the door better be locked or someone will walk in while I'm standing at the stove in my underwear making a hot dogs. For real.
That is life when you work where you live with the public traipsing in and out of what used to be your diningroom, kitchen and livingroom. The only private space I have is my bedroom guarded with double locks now. But the upside is that sometimes I go to work in barefeet, nobody cares if my makeup and hair isn't done and the commute is AWESOME! The island has been so busy lately, and I'm thankful, don't get me wrong, the business is appreciated, but unless I get a full day off for good behaviour, my bad/tired attitude will show like dirty underwear hanging out of my pants. I'm grateful also to those who can see what I'm doing here as I'm in the Top 5 ranking in Trip Advisor's list of restaurants on Caye Caulker now. The list is a fluid thing, and my ranking will likely bounce up and down, but I'm temporarily over the top of my competitor. Which makes me want to say WOOHOO (like Vicky in The Real Housewives of Orange County) at 5:30 a.m. when I'm rolling out of bed to make the (most awesome) banana muffins.
Thursdays are when I do the shopping in the city, sleep in late (past 7 a.m.) taking the boat for 45 minutes into Belize City where my trusty taxi driver awaits my arrival. Its also the day that its conceivable that I can get caught up on anything, or everything. This Thursday I sent my list and money to the city to have my trusty taxi driver shop for me since its a standard list and I'm not feeling so fabulous today. Just waiting to hear which boat my provisions are going to be on and how many parcels. And until then... its a Burn Notice Marathon on TV and Vanessa in a blue dress... next to Buddha Jesus (portrait of Emmanuel) and the peacock feather.

Tuesday, January 15, 2013

More Photos Around the Island - a Morning Wedding

A Morning Wedding
Bouganvilla flowers on the garden path
 
A rooftop setting next to the spa tub
 
Tree swing
 

Flowers in the champaign
 
 
 
Garden Path
 
 
 
 
 

Illustration Friday - Ocean

Blue Horses on the Beach An Ode to Franz Marc
Hand Painted Silk with dyes. The silk is strateched on a stretcher frame like a canvas and treated with different substances, and then painted with dyes which come in powdered and liquid form.
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I love this track by Morcheeba
The Sea
Lyrics:
Flocking to the sea
Crowds of people wait for me
Sea gulls scavenge
Steal ice cream
Worries vanish
Within my dream

I left my soul there,
Down by the sea
I lost control here
Living free

I left my soul there,
Down by the sea
I lost control here
Living free

Fishing boats sail past the shore
No singing may-day any more
The sun is shining
The Water's clear
Just you and I walk along the pier

I left my soul there,
Down by the sea
I lost control here
Living free

I left my soul there,
Down by the sea
I lost control here
Living free

A cool breeze flows but mind the wasp
Some get stung it's worth the cost
I'd love to stay
The city calls me home
More hassles fuss and lies on the phone

I left my soul there,
Down by the sea
I lost control here
Living free

I left my soul there,
Down by the sea
I lost control here
Living free

I left my soul there,
Down by the sea
I lost control here
Living free

I left my soul there,
Down by the sea
I lost control with you,
And living, living,
And I, living, by the sea