Friday, May 27, 2022
I pop into the studio to finish a painting. The gesso and rough backer board add texture under the paint but it needs a little something something. How about "wildflower" color in the foreground?
It's like adding a necklace to a plain dress. (A1 size: 23.5X33" or 60X84 cm)
We hang the painting. Later, on my phone, I scribble a boat into a photo of the painting. Once seen, it cannot be undone in my head. I guess I'll be painting in a boat while the painting hangs on the wall.
We are blessed to live near streets that are good for walking. Many people drive up the hill and park nearby to do the 1-mile loop that's just outside our neighborhood. Hardly anyone is out and about today, even though it's peaceful and sunny. We can see the mountains that surround Bandung when we get up. By 8:00, they are obscured by clouds and smog.
Along the road, jagged leaves grow into the bromeliad edging. The weed's leaves are +2 feet (+65 cm) long. I couldn't design a better arrangement if I tried. Much of what grows wild emerges from a seed here and a cutting there. Bandung is a gardener's dream.
Someone has tossed a broken pot with a big round base outside another house. The rubble will be hauled away later today. PakG fetches the heavy pottery base for me. We need a stand on Sundays for the BIC flowers. Last week, I raided the office for a black-wire garbage can, which we turned upside down. This base is free - and much more interesting. PakG will sand and spray-paint it to see what happens.
"I was wondering what you'd see in there," W laughs, looking at the pottery pile. Hey, isn't he lucky I didn't ask
him to drag it home on our walk?
A 40' (13 meter) -tall palm sheds a 15' (3 meter) frond. The stem peels open to reveal these colors and textures. Some mornings my eyes are more alert than others.
SaturdayI'm so dizzy that I stay in bed most of the day. Ibu Ade comes by to give a massage but when I stand up, the room twirls. I write and nap but those are the whole day's accomplishments.
Sunday
In the morning, the room stays in place enough that I can get to BIC. The Round Table (last Sunday of the month) is most fun of all the Sundays. I just can't miss. W leads while I mostly sit and listen. Alice and Danny do a great job of setup.
BIC is an international English-speaking community of faith. Everyone is welcome: we meet every Sunday at 8:50 (on site and online). We greet friends from long ago and meet new friends nearly every week.
Clau runs the second BIC garage sale - it's full! of neighbors. BIC supported a family from the proceeds of the first one. Let's see who gets helped by the second sale. BAIS and Bina Bangsa schools, as well as Amy and other friends donated some wonderful things. Alice printed Clau's coupons, which makes it even more fun.
Lunch at Ethnic is a reunion with some of our first friends in Bandung. Bob, Riga, and Arga are dear to us, though we haven't seen each other since the start of the pandemic. And the food is good as usual.
When we come home, the Hangout is in full swing. They've eaten so they're playing games and ... hanging out. This fun group meets every 2nd Sunday.
I finish another painting: "Tropical Washout." If you've ever been in a tropical storm, you recognize the feeling of color and chaos. (A1: 23"X33"; 60X84 cm)
Read more:
*Do not put your trust in princes, in mortals, in whom there is no help. Psalm 146:3 *Whoever serves must do so with the strength that God supplies. 1 Peter 4:11
*Jesus Christ, the faithful witness, the firstborn of the dead, and the ruler of the kings of the earth. Revelation 1:5
Moravian Prayer: Constant God, when we are afraid and lonely, help us remember to place all of our trust in you. You walk with us on every path we tread. Thank you for your endless presence in our lives.
Gracious God, our hearts yearn to follow you and to do your will. Open our ears so that we can recognize the opportunities for service in our local and worldwide communities. We find the strength for service to others through our relationship with you.
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