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...

Monday, January 25, 2016

The Children and the Master Sculptor


Barrio Copan has many casitas that are very humble full of people, especially children. They are always present due to their school vacation. The playground across from our house was community- built with the help of a previous artist-in-residence. 



We share our studio for a while

The farmers market is only on Saturday. We got there early to buy for the weekend when we are on our own. The weekdays we enjoy Dona Isabel's great cooking.






On the walk back from the market

Saturday afternoon we grabbed a bus in town with other artists and headed for Palmares and the Carnaval. Loud and colorful.




On Sunday we got another bus and headed up the mountain to Sarchi and Zarcera. In Zarcera a man has given his life to cultivating and sculpting the vegetation in the cathedral's park.

He and Eleanor chatted and we found that he had been working for 50 years for little pay from the church. He said that the faces in the shrubs were all him. I'm guessing it helped to depict himself. Very personal work of love.









A constant mist blew through the town. We climbed a street and upon turning were taken by a beautiful, and at that moment, a somewhat hopeful, rainbow. Que linda!



The bus returned to San Ramon via a higher mountain pass. Clouds filled the valley below... lined with tropical farms. We continue to absorb the nature/culture. It will inevitably inform our work here.








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