Growing a Garden

Pepper garden, watercolor on paper, yanuary2020

Living in the city means limited space and most likely no yard. I come from a family of farmers and plant enthusiasts. In Honduras gardening is the norm in the countryside because each town is miles away from the nearest shopping center.

Pepper garden, watercolor on paper, yanuary2020

In the US farming is big business. We pay high prices for the convenience of not breaking our backs tilling the soil, planting each seed, and nurturing each plant to harvest. I am happy to see more and more everyday people like me carve out a little space in our tiny homes for our own gardens.

Pepper garden, watercolor on paper, yanuary2020

I went through a period of disconnect with gardening in my younger days but eventually our true nature circles back around to meet-up with us again. Gardening is a healing practice. There is no hurriedness in the work, a seed will sprout in its own time and sometimes not at all.

With gratitude Yanuary

Slow-Life Drawing

Ballast_point_park_drawing

This year I’ve been experiencing a more unplugged life than the past couple of years.  So far the first things I’ve noticed is that time feels slower paced, more spacious, and solitary. It’s as though each day is a page being turned without hurry in a crowded room.

horseshoe_crab1

The other day I went to visit the ocean to recharge with the smell of sea salt and the steady hum of the waves.  To my surprise several Horseshoe Crabs were mating by the shore.  I recorded the moment in my sketchbook which is starting to become a visual journal.

Ballast_point_park_drawing1

I usually don’t use reference for my drawings or paintings. Over the years I have tried to work from memory. I’m now going back to basics and committing more time to life drawing to better understand my subjects and how their existence makes my existence possible.

horseshoe_crab2

 

with smiles,

-Yan