23 April 2018

Ready for Travel!

I'm off to France!  Before leaving, I made myself an art bag suitable for Ivory Blush Roses to carry all my supplies while painting around Paris and in Monet's gardens in Giverny!  If tucks neatly into my carryon bag or suitcase. 

It has a nice big zippered pocket inside in case I need to stash something securely.  I love the lacy zipper I found!  All my art supplies fit very nicely!  Paper, palettes, and brush kits as well as a couple of boards to use as painting surfaces.  

It also fits the stitch kit that I put together! More about that in a bit.

Here is a look at my primary painting kit.  It fits my Winsor Newton professional ½ pan palette of 18 colors plus 2 pans from Greenleaf & Blueberry.  There is a set of Notan markers for value study, a kneaded eraser, tube of white gouache, a view finder, and a roll of artist tape. 

Art Kit, Stitch Kit
On the opposite side, there is plenty of room for my preferred set of watercolor brushes and an assortment of pencils and micron pens.  It has everything except my collapsable water cup and paper to paint on.  

I've also tucked in my palette of Daniel Smith watercolors along with a set of "Mayan" colors from Greenleaf & Blueberry.  Should be plenty of colors to play with in Monet's garden!  

Art Kit, Stitch Kit
I'm really excited about my new little stitch kit!  I was going to make a bag from scratch, but then I found this one from Project 365 (a scrapbooking company).  Of course it was coral orange, which as you know is NOT my favorite color!  So I added a piece of the same fabric as my art bag to the front, which toned down the coral orange color and made it look more pink!  

Art Kit, Stitch Kit
The inside however, is blaze orange.  Wow.  No time to change it, so I'll live with it for now.  In the pocket, I've tucked a 4" embroidery hoop, needles, a thimble, a postcard of a Monet painting for inspiration, and a few business cards.  The other side, meant for pencils and pens, as my teeny tiny pair of scissors, which hopefully will pass through airport security without difficulty.  If not, they were only $3, so not a huge loss.  The tag has felt on the other side and an assortment of my favorite needles to stitch with.  

Art Kit, Stitch Kit
In the main compartment, I created a felt case to hold a broad assortment of threads.  It is lightweight and squishable if needed!  The thread colors were chosen based on photos of Monet's paintings and gardens.  I hope to not only paint in watercolor, but also thread!  On the left is a stack of muslin pieces that I repainted with watercolor in a variety of schemes to stitch on.  Also a piece of plain muslin if none of the pre-painted ones fit the scene,  

Art Kit, Stitch Kit
Tucked behind the thread box is a couple extra skeins and some fancy floss from the "Painter's Threads". One from Monet and one from Turner.  They should add a bit of fun to some stitching!

Next time you hear from me, I should be in Paris!  Stay tuned!  I'm going to try hard to blog nearly every day for the seven weeks that I am traveling!  

12 March 2018

Goodbye Big Bend - Till Next Time!

For our second day in Big Bend, we rose before the sun and headed into the park, hoping for a beautiful sunrise!  In those early morning hours, the desert is still quite chilly, and we bundled up against the wind and watched the light kiss the clouds.  We also watched a fog bank from the east slowly creep in and gradually obscure the view and the light!  But what we saw, was lovely!  

After a stop at the visitor center for me to complete the Big Bend Junior Ranger badge, we drove down the road stopping at Dugout Wells.  There is a lovely oasis here due to the bit of water, and there were lots of birds.  

This plant called Guayacan,  fascinated me, with it's close held leaves.  The leaves fold in during the heat of the day and at night to conserve water.  

An old dead prickly pear cactus left behind a mat of interesting patterned fiber.  

Driving in the early morning fog, we caught a shadowy glimpse of mountains in the distance.  

As we got nearer and the fog continued to clear, the wall of sheer rock became more and more visible.  Those cliffs are the Sierra del Carmen in Mexico on the far side of the Rio Grande River.  Stunning! 

Just past this tunnel, we turned onto the road to Hot Springs. 

The land seemed bleached along this road, with a row of nearly barren hills to one side.  

Soon the road split into narrow one way lanes that crept along the side of the hip, with a sheer wall on one side and a quick drop off on the other.  Narrow enough that from the driver's seat, it was hard to tell exactly where the road was!  Hugging the wall on the right helped keep us on the road!  

Once we arrived at the parking area, we were greeted by this golden layered hill.  

A short walk down the path brought us to this old stone building, once a storefront.  The palm tree was quite the surprise!  

A resident of the nearby town of Boquillas (on the Mexican side of the river) left these little beaded ornaments for sale on the honor system.  

This row of stone rooms were once hotel rooms for the Hot Springs resort that operated here in the early 1940s.  

It was a beautiful spot!  

I walked through the tall river cane, down to the river's edge.  Beautiful in the early morning light!  

I felt like I'd been transported to the Nile, with pyramids in the background.  

Walking down the US side of the river, I spotted this lone Texas Bluebonnet in bloom!  

So many birds in the cane, but hard to see them!  The cane was probably 15 to 20 feet tall!  I'd never seen anything quite like it before!  

The date palms seemed so out of place here, and yet, so right for the spot!  A lovely bit of oasis in the desert!  

Behind the buildings, a rock wall rose high above, with blocks of golden rock jutting out at angles in layers as though an architect had come in and placed them all just so.  

Closer inspections revealed perfect swallow nests tucked under the eaves of rock.  

This trail led down to the actual Hot Spring, and on to Rio Grande Village.  How I wish in hindsight that we had taken the time to walk down to the spring!  

It truly was a magical spot!  I picked up a book at the visitor center, "A Homesteader's Story: Big Bend" by J.O. Langford.  It was a fascinating look at what it was like to be one of the earliest residents of the area.

I think this was my favorite spot in all of Big Bend.  It felt exotic, as though we'd travelled to the other side of the world somehow, and yet here we were, still in Texas, in the USA.  

How I would have loved to be a guest here in years gone by and stayed in one of these stone walled rooms.  

Heading on down the road, we read in our guidebook that the Boquillas Border crossing had been closed in 2002.  We decided to stop, anticipating a national park exhibit of some sort.  

However, it soon became apparent that it was in fact, a very active border crossing, as we were met by a highly armed border patrol officer, asking us pretty specific questions about why were stopping there.  He seemed skeptical of our reply about what the guidebook had said!  I wished I had it in my hand and could have shown him where it said that the closest ports of entry were now at Presidio to the west and Del Rio to the east!  We learned that while it had been closed for a time, it reopened in 2012 and is now used primarily for the residents of the Mexican town of Boquillas who work in the park to enter without having to go miles and miles out of their way.  

We drove on down the road to an overlook where we could see the town of Boquillas in the distance and had a good view of the river below us.  Soon, a border patrol agent pulled up nearby and watched us for a while.  As we drove back up the road toward Rio Grande Village, he followed us at a distance for a time!  

At Rio Grande Village, we stopped near the campground to enjoy the lovely setting of irrigated trees and fields.  It provided shade and a pleasant park like space in which to relax after the harshness of the desert.  

We had a close up view of the river flowing to the east.  

I had seen photos of the river from a high vantage point that I knew were near here, so I opted to take a short hike, on what turned out to be the opposite end of the trail from Hot Springs!  How I wish I'd opted to hike that have had my friends meet me at this end!  Knowing how well my knee did on the day prior, I thought I'd chance this steeper, rockier trail for a bit.  It went well, though I would have benefited from some hiking poles!  

At this spot, I realized that I would have had to walk a bit further than I wanted to to get to the view I had seen on postcards, so I opted to stop and enjoy this view of the river for a bit before turning around.  The wind was biting cold at this spot, so I didn't stay too long before turning around and heading back down.  

Soon the wooded areas were in view and my hike came to an end.  How grateful I am that my knee is finally doing well enough to do more than walk on flat ground!  I think the trick is to have a good mix of walking and rest throughout the day.  My hip still isn't happy, but it tolerated this ok.  

After our time at the Rio Grande Village area, we headed back to the Chisos Mountains.  

The drive up into the Basin area was beautiful!  




We stopped at the visitor center here and had dinner.  I enjoyed some time sitting on the patio sketching.  

As evening neared, we headed back to our camp in Terlingua. 

With a little bit of daylight left, we decided to drive through the actual town of Terlingua.  There we found an assortment of little adobe houses, many appeared to have utilized old stone ruins to creat new little homes from.  Each had amazing character and many had lovely little desert garden spots attached.  It truly looked like a fun and interesting place to live!  

The evening colors looking towards Big Bend were lovely.  

Our last stop of the evening was the cemetery with it's interesting burial sites.  

And then the sunset lit up the sky with glorious color, just as we were leaving.  Beautiful!  

Our time in Big Bend came to a close.  There was a road to the east that we never did get to drive, so I am hoping that there will be a future trip to return to the area and spend a bit more time hiking and sketching.  It was easy to see just why my parents loved it here and returned so many times over the years!  


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