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Sunset Rio Jama

Sunset Rio Jama

Approaching the midnight hour, I’m wading through photos from the past three weeks of Barb’s visit.  At times this rural life on Ecuador’s Pacific coast seems like a blend between outdoor survival school and an arts camp!   Barb  learned how to blend washes of transparent color on a painting, how to combine colors, create tromp l’oeil/fool-the-eye effects and how to use geometry to transfer a sketch to a larger surface.

Night heron with fish!

Night heron with fish!

She’s learned that the river birds chatter throughout the night, that mosquitoes will find you, (so will curious snakes and frogs!) and that the equatorial sun bites fast!  In addition to shelling fresh peas from the garden, Barbara also experienced a unique vegetable that the locals call ‘achojcha.’

Achojcha and Lima beans bask in the equatorial sunshine.

Achojcha and Lima beans bask in the equatorial sunshine.

Barb now understands that perfection in art often robs a painting of its freshness and spontaneity.  She also understands the need for breaks from intense painting sessions.   A few days ago we took a break and watched my friends harvest a shrimp pond near the Riverhouse.

I love looking out my window and seeing a harvest underway!

I love looking out my window and seeing a harvest underway!

Cesar Cevallos seems pleased with the day's harvest.

Cesar Cevallos seems pleased with the day’s harvest.

Big smiles say, "I love my job!"

Big smiles say, “I love my job!”

From the outlet pipe to the crate.  After the water drains from the crates, the shrimp are dumped in the large containers.

From the outlet pipe to large containers to the crates. After the water drains from the crates, the shrimp are weighed then transferred to the truck.

From the crates to the truck - pond to ice in a very short period of time.

From the crates to the truck – pond to ice in a very short period of time.

Outlet pipe, drained pond, and Jama in the distance!

View of the outlet pipe, almost-drained pond, and Jama in the distance!

After the short break, we returned to the house to resume painting.  Barb often dabbed more paint on her hands, arms, face and clothes than on the painting.  I volunteered to upgrade her paint-soiled clothes to a fashion statement!

What to do with a soiled shirt!

What to do with a soiled shirt!

What to do with leftover paint!

What to do with leftover paint!

The shirt looks much happier!

The shirt looks much happier!

This post will find its way to you when Barb and I are watching the sun rise from a southbound bus for Guayaquil.  Seven hours after our journey begins, we will arrive in Guayaquil.  On Sunday morning she’ll be cinched in her COPA airline’s seat and sailing back over the line of the equator!

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Thanks, everyone, for giving Barb such a warm WordPress welcome!  She was touched and possibly a tiny bit dumbfounded at the amazing response to the floor-painting posts.    Thanks, Barb, for your tireless energy and for brightening the lives of everyone you met along the way!

Bodega Floor Transforms!

Bodega Floor Transforms!

Thanks, Barb!  These past three weeks have flown by on hummingbirds' wings!

Thanks, Barb! These past three weeks have flown by on hummingbirds’ wings!

When I return home, I hope to publish more follow-up reports!

Don’t change that channel!

Lisa/Z

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