Sunrise Mandalas

I sat on the beach, waiting for the sunrise, and got restless.  There was only so much experimenting I could do with the camera settings – if I got one decent photo of the sunrise, then good.

So I started drawing in the sand.  IMG_4300

I had always wanted to draw something in the sand as a souvenir or memory of our stay on the sand.  I thought about the footprints in the sand, when the boys were still young, but they couldn’t-wouldn’t stand still.  They didn’t sit long enough for the date-and-place scribbles either.  I figured I would know from the photos where we were, anyway.

I didn’t think about just drawing anything, and certainly not about mandalas, even though I had been doodling and drawing those since I was young.  So now, I try to remember to draw simple mandalas on whatever beach we are on.

Which reminds me – when going through old, old photos from an old chocolate tin can, I knew that if I flipped the photo over I would see my father’s or mother’s writing on the back, identifying the date and place of the photo taken.  Good to see my father’s writing once in a while – big, bold strokes.  My boys’ writing is small and cramped, no matter how many times I tell them to write bigger.  Anyways … I digress again.

I continued to draw in the sand as the sun came up over the horizon, stopping now and then to take pictures.   Unconsciously, I had also drawn a sunrise on the sand.

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How cool is that! Actually, I didn’t know what else to do, and the squiggly lines started out with another design in mind, that just went on its own.

Inspired, I drew another mandala.  But then the sun got hotter, and it was time to go in for breakfast.

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Yes, it was a good sunrise. 🙂

 

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Mayaro Sunrise

“Ooohhh, Mayaro has beautiful sunrises”, I was told by SIL.

Ok, great … and that means getting up and out by 5:30am …. *sigh*  I’m on vacation … I need my sleep … Oh well … I was woken up at a little after 5am the next day.

“Hurry up”, hubby tells me, “the sun is coming out, and it’s not going to be sunrise for long.”

And so I was out on the beach by 5:30 am … on a cloudy morning :o)

“The sun is going to come out right there,” says hubby, pointing out to the horizon – the same spot where thick clouds were covering the sky over the horizon.

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Really?  Are we going to get a sunrise, I asked.  Of course.  The sun always rises.  I roll my eyes.  It didn’t look it, with all the clouds.  I started drawing on the sand, while waiting for the sunrise.   IMG_4300

But just like the sunsets, the sun was coming up fast.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The clouds parted a little, at just that spot where the sun was rising.

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Great timing by Mother Nature.

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“Now, wasn’t that worth getting up at 5am?”

 

 

 

A Drive to Mayaro

After the soccer camp in Trinidad and Tobago – that’s what I’m calling it – for Tin, it was hard work – we spent a couple of days at a seaside town called Mayaro.

I enjoyed the drive down – once we were out of the narrow streets with people and cars all over the road.

I loved seeing the tall coconut trees on either side, specially on the sea side.  It was hot outside, but the air was cleaner and fresher.

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There’s fewer trees now, hubby says.  Apparently, both sides of the road was thick with coconut trees before.  I forget which it was – a fire or a flood – that damaged the land and the trees.  So this is still in the process of rebuilding the thick grove they used to have.

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The sea was frothing at the shores.  Don’t know if you can see it in the picture here, but those white bubbles were not waves breaking on the shore.  Perhaps it was because of some storm system off the shores, or maybe it was pollution, but apparently, when the sea is frothing, they say that the sea is cleaning itself.

Somehow, I liked that.  The phrases come to mind … wash it off … cleanse itself … wash out all the pain and sorrow … flush out the toxins … The sea is cleaning itself, by pushing all the pollution and toxins to the shores …

Wait … but that means that the shores and the land are now polluted?  Or will it be absorbed by the soil, and all is well?  Isn’t it ‘wash out to the seas’,  wash off something?

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I guess it works either way for Mother Nature.

Wash off or wash out … Whichever works best for her.

 

 

Starting Fresh

There’s something about using a pen for the first time … the feel of holding a new pen … the smell of fresh ink … the first stroke of the pen and the solid line it makes … Whenever I start to use a new pen, I have to start a fresh page … of something, anything.

The never-ending ink pen finally ran out of ink, and here’s the replacement.  The same pen, brand new, with fresh ink.

So I plotted out a new drawing … it was supposed to be a mandala, but the compass kept shifting on me.  I need to look for a good compass, one that doesn’t start folding on me as I draw the circles.  I’m leaving it as it is … the filled-in designs might turn out to be interesting.

But because I really wanted to start using the pen now!  🙂 I doodled a bit.

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Hmmm … I think I like this doodles better than the one just drawn …

Happy Wednesday !

 

 

Checking Out Designs

So … it must be a rite of passage that sometime, sooner or later, boys (and gals) will think about getting tattoos .  hmmmm …

Not a fan of tattoos, myself.  The art of the tattoos, yes.  The body canvas … not so much.

Talk about it comes up once in a while … ‘Right, Mom?  We’re going to get tattoos?’ … and they’ll get an eye-roll in return from me.

So as we were walking up and down the Hollywood sidewalk – we literally walked about three miles that night – from the parking lot about a mile down, to the center and beyond, and back again … whew … yes, well, this sidewalk stall caught Tin’s eye, and he stopped to flip through their binder.

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These were the brush-on ones, similar to those he’s had from time to time when he was younger.

I told him that I could probably doodle some designs and I have a drawing book for him to look through and consider.

I got an eye-roll from him … lol