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Showing posts with label Newburgh. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Newburgh. Show all posts

5/03/2013

Going Home - Art Along the Hudson with Dexter. Part 4

I am finally feeling much better after a five day course of antibiotics for a rotten upper respiratory infection. I wanted to share some more of my pics from my journey home to the Hudson Valley in New York. Not far from the Caffe Machiatto there is a huge mural called 'Archways' along the Hudson River. Here are some portions of that mural. I googled 'Archway' and came up with this. I'm sometimes not very good at describing things, but parts of the mural were so realistic that one could feel as if you were walking in to the scene. I am amazed at the largeness. It is a very large canvas!! One morning back at the house we were greeted by the neighborhood Dexter. Dexter really wanted to visit with Rudy the cat living in the house I was in however, she really wanted no part of him. Shame, he was a handsome fellow even through the window screen. Tomorrow I will finish my little journey with you. Stay tuned. I haven't been in my studio in nearly three weeks between life stuff, being gone on my trip, and being sick. Thanks for well wishes during my lousy week last week. I am going to make some art this weekend. I hope you can, too. Thanks for coming by........................xoxox Jo

4/27/2013

Going Home -Part 3

I have been wiped out from a cold I seem to have come down with as soon as I returned from N.Y. It has been all I could do to get through the work week this week. I have not had a cold in a couple of years so this one seems to have knocked me down pretty hard. It seems all I want to do is sleep,eat and blow my nose. I haven't made much art this week so I know I must not feel very well. So I don't loose the momentum or the incentive, I wanted to show you a few more pics of my trip. The area that Caffe Machiatto is in is undergoing some renewal and I was intrigued by some of the buildings, wrought iron, porticoes etc. And then I spied something dangling in the window - the right window. Where I treated myself to this. Sumi ink, bamboo brushes and pen. And had fun playing with them............ Thanks for stopping by..................................... More of the journey home to come................jo

4/21/2013

Going Home - Part One.

My trip home to New York was full of color, of emotion, a flood of memories. I will share some of that over the next several posts. I took the train so I was able to relax, read, and do some art, although the departing trip was brought to a halt as we neared the state of Delaware due to the train running over something on the tracks. My own recollection of this was hearing what sounded like the train running over something thick, like branches or wood and within a few seconds an unpleasant smell of something burning. To me it smelled like burning flesh, bones. It was very sad and a bit depressing when it was confirmed, announced, after the train slowed down and stopped, and sat on the tracks, that it had, in fact been, a body that had been run over, an apparent suicide, a woman. I cannot imagine what was going through the conductor's eyes or mind. The trip was delayed about two hours having to wait for the appropriate police and other authorities to show up and still more time waiting for another train where 300 of us had to make that transfer. Moving on.............. I grew up in the Hudson Valley area of New York State, specifically in Orange County and more specifically, in Cornwall and Cornwall-on-Hudson. The pictures I am showing you throughout the next several blog posts are both in and around Cornwall. Our first stop is here where we enjoyed a wonderful breakfast/brunch. I did not see this on the internet until just now at this writing. You do have to check out the photos on their web site. Here are some of mine. And being more of aware of colors, designs and shapes.......... and having a sweet tooth.......... There was some awesome art work on the walls although I did not take any pictures. When I went to use the rest room before leaving I felt as if I was walking in to an art gallery. I forgot for a few moments what I was there for and whipped out my camera. You will need to check back with me tomorrow to see them..........................Thanks for spending a few minutes with me.......................xoxoxo Jo