Monday, April 11, 2011

Down To Brass Tacks

Writing with paint is not a career path I wish to go down anytime soon. However, while in Los Cedros, I have thrown myself into the mural with all its ups and downs. That means I even paint small words on bumpy stucco! I have to stand the whole time I am painting, so small breaks are totally in order. I get the blood flowing again while sitting during my poco siesta, then pop up again and begin painting anew.

The kids love seeing the progress. They also enjoy teaching me Spanish; they correct my pronunciation and we all laugh.

It is either hot or really hot or really, really hot here. Today it was really, really hot, so I have a headache. I'm going to go drink mochas aqua!

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