Loving Art + Loving Life

One of my own favorite pieces

I enjoy writing – no doubt.  However, it requires a lot of discipline and precision. Even if I just want to type up a recipe or the directions for finding an address, I have to organize my thoughts and chose my words carefully. If I don’t, no one will understand what I want to say. Literary composition is of course much more complicated, but the same principal is involved. No one will read my work if the points I am trying to make are not clear and the style is not enjoyable. To write, I need solitude, and interruptions are not really welcome. Plainly put, the writing process is not socially interactive.

On the other hand, there is painting – I absolutely adore it. To be a reasonably proficient painter also takes decades of effort and learning. But the skill set is altogether different. When painting, I have to imagine what I want to portray, and then render a tangible image from my thought or concept. Even after years, I am far from skilful – I can’t consistently produce pieces that even please me. But that doesn’t matter, I enjoy making art and especially with my friends. We help each other and we laugh. I know there are serious artists, who insist on working alone, but truth be told – the hours I spend painting are my most enjoyable.

Of course I aspire to improve my painting style and I am often asked – Who is your favorite artist? That question is like asking a mother – Who is your favorite child? My love for famous painters is eclectic – Chagall, Utrillo, Lautrec, Vermeer, daVinci, Khalo – the list could go on and on. But if asked to choose only one, it could be none other than Vincent van Gogh.

Why “Dearest Vincent”?

I do not totally love all his work, but I see something unique in every canvas. His constant movement, vivid color and the way he captures light are unique.

My five favorites are most people’s : “The Sunflowers”, 1888 , “Starry Night”, 1889, “The Room of Arles”, 1888, “Self-Portrait with Straw Hat”, 1887,“The Cafe Terrace on the Place du Forum Arles at Night”, 1888

The details of van Gogh’s tragic life are well-known.

Mostly because of his mental illness, he lived in poverty, had few (if any) loving relationships, and died at far too young an age. Did his genius demand such a high price? So many artists have precarious lives – there are not many harder ways to make a living

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We can do nothing to change what happened to Vincent van Gogh in the past, but next weekend in Merida, we have the chance to support our here-and-present artists at Merida’s “Noche Blanca”. This giant art show / music, dance and theater performances / samples of innovative culinary offerings and folkloric prsentations will be held next Saturday, May 28th from 8pm until 2 am at multiple venues and studios. I hope to see you there!

The complete program can be downloaded here:


Published by Changes in our Lives

I am originally from Canada but have lived in Mexico since 1976. My husband is from Merida, Yucatan and we raised our family here. We both worked for many years at Tecnologia Turistica Total (TTT), the tourism, language and multimedia college we founded for local and international students. Now retired, we enjoy spending time with family and friends, My other interests include reading, painting, cooking and travel.

One thought on “Loving Art + Loving Life

  1. How charming! Love to love all forms of art. It’s our salvation. And supporting the arts is our moral duty if we are to survive. I’ll be joining you in spirit this weekend. When I go to Naples Ballet’s Coppelia! Enjoy. 🥰


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