Truman's Sketches

Burning cane fields sketched from a moving car as we

drove north to Barra de Navidad.

Looking toward Malaque from the deck of the

Sea Master Restaurant in Barra de Navidad.

Descriptive note taking in these ink wash sketches,

a small boat in the Manzanillo harbor, sharing

space with massive freighters.

Relaxing at Chicken Beach

Manzanillo hillside.

The power of a sketch on a rainy NW Sunday

Bougainvillea is a total color experience. Like a Mark Rothko painting.

We were immersed in reds, fuschias and violets..and some other colors

too.... I love my sketchbooks, next best to being back there!

This was view from Casa Maya's pool, looking I think, north.

And I could simply turn around to this.

Our pool buddy.

Warm and soft mornings gave us a muted view from the deck

of Casa Maya. Always, the sound of surf and birds.

Comfort....on the deck. Side window..

More comfort, color to other side.

I loved the color and reflections in the pool.

Bougainvillea landed as I sketched.

No need to go far, there were weeks of

sketching material right in front of us!

It was so nice to travel with other

sketchers, and to spend long

lazy days with just brushes and color

watching amazing things appear.

Thank you Phyllis!

Breakfast mangos in the back yard.

Bougainvillea and hibiscus surrounding the pool..

and floating in the pool. This is our sister pool.

As I sit today in warm wooly socks and double layers of fleece,

I can look at my sketchbook and go right back to the warmth,

the sun and the memories.