In November Nina went to South America for two months. Brasil. For two months she painted. For two months she fell in love with the country, little by little. Twenty years ago, when Nina lived and played in Brasil for awhile, things were different. They had changed dramatically. She is still in love ... she still wants to go back.
Here's a few photos from the Opening Night. Kathleen and I had a lovely evening. Lovely people, a few nibblies, a little wine, good art ... what more do we need? After the show, we trundled back to Kathleen and Ivan's for a lovely meal which Ivan had prepared for us. Felt loved and cared for again. Doesn't get much better than this.
|This is Nina. A power house of a woman, with many interesting atributes which I often think are a crazy mixture in one human being. This is what makes life grand.|
|Kathleen getting us a drinkie poo|
I've introduced you to Karen before. A sculpture, painted and jewelry maker, Karn specalizes in the human form. Absolutely breathtaking work.
|I'm going to miss you so much, Kathleen. Our new friend stands beside Kathleen. She seeks Spanish, we speak English. Somehow we got the gist of what we all said.|
|Probably my favorite in the show.|
|With this being a close second to my favorite.|
Kathleen's favorite hangs first on the wall to the left. It's called appropriately "Epanema".
"A musician must make music, an artist must paint, a poet must write if she is to be at peace with herself. What a woman must be, she must be." ~Abraham Maiso
For most of my life I fought with this thought. I did what I had to do to 'get ahead', to 'make money'. I actually did what I did for all the wrong reasons. I include this quote in my post today because I understand this now .... totally and completely.