i'm not the only one that was thrown by mom's announcement that she and Bert (aboard Tishie Mae) were in "Andorra"…i even asked her to spell it for me, that's what she gave me i swear. i KNOW they were in a small harbor town on the Italian coast just across the border…i wonder does she know that "Andorra" is an inland principality, near Spain?
update: i found it! it's Andora! one "R"! voila, je l'ai trouve!
-
-
something always gets lost in the translation when frenchie folks ask about Ruby—i speak french to them, english to her of course ("Elle ne parle pas francais." always gets a smile)..and after a few affectionate pats they leave believing her name is either 'Heel' or in today's example 'Sit'… -
mom called tonight—she and Bert are in Andorra, a town in Italy just 50 miles away–they've had to stay there a few days to repair a problem with the rudder, but already mom is love with Italy–a few quotes:
"The woman are fat!!" "They've got boobs and hips!"
"The kids make noise and the moms yell at them to shut up!" (frenchie kids are eerily well behaved and silent.)
"There's alot to be said for smiles!" (frenchies are notoriously straight-faced.)
i think my prediction was correct–fairly soon she'll be moving to Italy. for now, they are happy to be heading further down the coast, rudder repaired, tomorrow morning. -
Pomodoro restaurant down rue Migrainier
i sold More Boats (Left) today! it was one of the ones hanging in the Pomodora restaurant, and it's gone to a good home with lovely Miss Lucy, an artist herself (and furniture designer!) currently working on the boats who treated herself to the painting she loves for her 30th birthday–how appropriate. -
Rue III, acrylic and oil pastel on paper, 19.75" x 25.75" -
we're getting so Retro-80's Ethiopia is starving again.
next thing you know, Flock of Seagulls will be making a come-back tour. oh my god,—they are! -
Mom and Bert depart after months of preparation and a week of waiting out the weather
they're off! Mom and Uncle Bert left this morning for the big adventure down the Italian coast. Tishie Mae will be put to the test, as will the limits of siblinghood i'm certain. they will both be missed–what will i do without mom's artistic critiques? and those witty Bert-isms? i'm expecting weekly phone call updates–i shall keep you posted as to their whereabouts and progress. -
old town study, Grace, rue study
i've been studying watercolor techniques—it's a medium i previously thought fiddly and 'grandma sunday painter'-ish, but the more i work with it and the more i read, the more i respect it and am enjoying what it can do—the clarity of color is well suited for the light here in the spring…we'll see where it goes from here…. -
Ryan's been here all of three days and already Mom has managed to tell him that he's fat, he smells funny and he sleeps too much. wee!
gee, wonder where i get my own saying-what-i-think-out-loud fault from? -
a get-to-know-you session for Ryan, Mom and Bert
Ryan is getting settled in well, already using French phrases, unpacking the steamer trunks he brought and emerging from his "jet lag denial".
