The Buenos Aires Pictures. The second

Feria en Plaza Francia, Recoleta oil on canvas paper 9.5" x 13"

There are quite a few "ferias" around Buenos Aires on the weekends. Ferias are outdoor markets that stretch around a large area. There are all sorts of handmade things one can buy like flutes,rings, to "choripans" (sausage sandwiches) all the while with a ton of live entertainment on rolling hills. This plaza, although, known for the great big feria is really known as the local of Buenos Aires's most famous cemetery. The famed Eva Peron's final resting spot is here. Below is a pic of me painting this one.

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Chicago

I am thinking of a general sense on how I perceive the subjects in my paintings. I can only put a stream of experiences to describe the image: the song by Frank Sinatra, a barely remembered poem about Chicago..something about big shoulders, pop culture thoughts like prohibition and gansters, great pizza, baseball, lots of guys that look like me (baseball cap, bearded, slight beer belly) Guinness, el trains, bridges, biting cold etc.. Does this make sense?

Frolic

In Victor Hugo's Les Miserables there is a chapter where he paints a picture of friends in the throws of joyous doings. Much laughter, drinking, and enjoyment of each other's company makes one's spirit giddy. I thought of that chapter while on a winter trip to South Carolina's Kiawah Island. In this painting I depict my friends Harumi and Christian spontaneously riding found kids bikes. Christian is obviously too big for this ride, while Harumi seemed quite comfortable and serene. I hope this painting is seen in person as there is much to the texture that my poor photo taking does not capture.

The Room

I have a secret envy for those that have lived in the same house through to adulthood. It must be nice to be so secure about what home is. I have been contemplating putting wheels on practically every thing I own. Maybe I'll buy an old Uhaul truck and live in that. I have been carrying the same books around for eleven or twelve years now. I guess in a way "home" for me is everywhere and anywhere these books are next to me.

Art by John Sanchez

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