In 1979 Eleanor rented an apartment on Marine Street in St. Augustine. A painter traveling from Mexico she found a place that fit her desires. An ancient, tropical enclave by the sea. A few months later she met Curt, a newly arrived woodenboat sailor who had traveled down the East Coast from the Outer Banks of North Carolina stopping and working along the way. He too had found a good reason to stay.

From that time, through their years together and the many places they have lived, they have documented their experiences through creative expression. Their story continues here...

Friday, May 18, 2012

Into the Exotic

I woke and found that the contract on our house had gone south. The buyers had second thoughts. We are sure a better family will come along soon...

A couple days ago we drove to Granada. It was a long ride and I was under the weather but we made it safe and moved into a bungalow at Camping Reina Isabel just outside town. We had gotten some of the last reservations to the Alhambra and our entry time was 8am the next morning.

It is an incredibly beautiful place where there are no images of any person as dictated by Islamic law. Only patterns, colors, design and natural features that cover a whole ridgetop above town. The photos hopefully give you an idea...





Carved and guilded wood ceilings










Carved marble



This image says a lot (taken by Chloe... I wish I could take credit)



Granada below

















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