Showing posts with label coca-cola. Show all posts
Showing posts with label coca-cola. Show all posts

6/03/2010

Makapu'u ---sank you bery mush----

                                      Makapu'u                              (sold to Mrs. Kirby of W.VA)

The tourists stop by the bus loads at the Makapu'u overlook. Most of the time there is only one or two in each group that speaks a little english. When you paint at that site they take pictures of you painting.
You and your art work go home in their camera for their extended family to see.

Individually, the artists that paint together get their kudos based on how many people ask to have their picture taken with you. I have opted to keep my ego in tact by offering to pose. This way I just get to assume that they would have asked me.

 Call me crazy, but secretly I am sure I am the star of home videos in Tokoyo.

After the posing and picture taking is over
 they say , while they bow, "sank you bery mush" and I bow and say" no, thank you very much".
And then I am always sure that I should hand them a coco-cola, hold their hands and start to sing a song about world peace and harmony, and all the different skin colors meshing together. It crosses my mind often that I hold the  key to peace on earth ....or at least one key, you might have the other.

5/24/2010

WINDY DECEPTION- unfinished version, halted for a coca-cola


I have painted 1B life saving station from many angles. Today I set up my French Easel in the shade along
the sidewalk. A family parked nearby and out came all their wares. They had the large 4 poster tent and
grill and coolers. The grandson in the group loved my cart and took off with it immediately. This is the way things are done here. The Queen is quoted as saying that this park was for her people. It is still that way.
They come and set up camp for a day. They bring everything they can with extended family in tow. It is a site
to behold.
I added no people in my painting. You can not even tell that it was a terribly windy day. It is deceiving.
There is no way to make Ala Moana Beach Park real, unless you add the people. They are the reason
the park exists. They are the energy that makes the sun shine and the waves crash. The locals here are
 the sand and the coral, the palms and the sky. It is a lovely place because of them.

Thank you for allowing me to paint in the park that the Queen gave to you. It has been such a joy.