Sketching from the Neck Up #10

Farewell to a Loved One

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To live close to a hundred is to me wondrous and a gift. I am privileged to relate quite well with the mother of my wife who… I am sad to say… had just recently passed away at the age of 96 years.

Here is to her… my second Mom who I was blessed to know for 33 years. Thank you Mom.

Love from (according to her) her favorite son in law.

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THE CENTURION’S GOSPEL – Ch10 – part 5

THE SIGN – Wilderness East of the Lake of GalileeCG-book-cover-w

Jesus then gathered only his chosen twelve and they circled around him. He called over the boy with the bread and fish.

Cornelius could not see what Jesus was doing but he heard him prayerfully giving thanks for the bread and the fish. As he looked upon the backs of the twelve, he saw them bend over closely to what Jesus was doing in their midst. Then all twelve broke out in joyous laughter. Soon they were handing out lots of bread and fish to the waiting line of people who carried filled baskets back to their respective groups. Levi who was now called Matthew brought to Cornelius’ group a basket full of warm barley flat loaves and fish that was amazingly smoked dry and ready to eat.

When all have eaten, Jesus again gave instruction only to his closest twelve to each to take a basket and collect the left over pieces from among the people. When they returned they had collected twelve baskets filled with bread fragments.
The sun was just setting in the horizon. Cestus went back to the boat to bring food to Nacob and Lyca. Cornelius was lounging close to the fire listening contently to Jacob telling Trax the story of how David narrowly escaped Saul’s trap, when, to his surprise, Simon the Zealot approached him.

“The Master wishes you to join us up at the ridge.”

As he got up, he asks, “Did he tell you to get me?”

“No. I volunteered.”

About half way up the ridge, Cornelius asked, “How is it that it was you to volunteer to get me? I thought you did not like Romans?”

Simon paused to face him, “That is true! I still do not trust your people. But the master considers you with high regard and even to my surprise, I have to agree. I have heard that you tried to have John the Baptist released.”

“To no avail, I’m afraid. I failed him!”

“Yet, it was told us that you would have risked your own life to save him from execution.”

“How did you hear of that?”

“We do have eyes and ears in Herod’s palace,” Simon amusingly said. “The wife of Herod’s treasurer, who at times comes to minister to us with the other women in our group, witnessed your anger at Herod’s celebration. Be at peace, Cornelius. She was the only one that noticed your anger. She knew, through John’s companions, that you were going to petition for his release. When the order was given for his execution, she saw you walking after the guards and guessed that you were going to do something violent until your governor called you, of course. But it is of no more matter. To all of us here, your intentions are clear. Of this, we thank you. For myself, well, now I am beginning to understand some of my master’s teaching.”

He held out his hand and Cornelius took hold of it and shook hands.

“Come! The master awaits us.”

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Sketching from the Neck Up #9

Sketching Ruins Vicariously

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I like ruins. When I was younger (that is, my walking days), I had plans of going to Europe with several grades of pencils and a sketch pad in my hand. I wanted to draw castles, old structures and ruins. But those plans did not fall through. Forty years later, I’m more of a vicarious tourist. Thank the Lord for Google Earth and everybody else’s camera lens.

In the countryside outside Rome is the remnants of an ancient and remarkable feat of Roman engineering, the ruins of an aqueduct. This sketch is a little tricky since I always have trouble when water is involved. Hopefully, I got this right.

Expect more drawings of ruins.

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Sketching from the Neck Up #8

Django @ M-O-M

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This Saturday, I would like to invite you to join me at Mara’s Organic Market (M-O-M). Oops! M-O-M is actually Mara’s ORIGINAL Market now. It’s located where 3rd Avenue and 25th Street converge unto De Jesus Oval (BGC, Taguig) with a green park in the middle of it. I want you to meet Django Valmores who I always jokingly refer to as the displaced Prince of Boracay.

When at M-O-M’s and you hear a symphony of tribal drums in the breezy air, that is Django. He and a group of enthusiasts are usually tapping away on stretched bovine skin drums… made by him. You see… Django is craft leather worker and in my humble opinion, a very good one. But don’t take my word for it, check out his table at the market.

My sketch subject is a composite of drawings of Django himself and his crafts. By the way, that is also Django dancing at the background with a native metal drum or gong.

See you all Saturday.

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THE CENTURION’S GOSPEL – Ch10 – part 4

THE SIGN – Wilderness East of the Lake of GalileeCG-book-cover-w

It was mid-afternoon when Jesus tiredly returned to the encampment. He walked up to the ridge and sat down gazing down upon the multitudes. Cornelius and his disciples sat down around him.

Peter, who was coaxed by the others, came to stand by him and said, “Master, this place is desolate, and the time is already past; so you must send the multitudes away that they may go into the villages and buy food for themselves.”

As Jesus looked on upon the milling people below, he quietly said, “They need not leave this place.” Then he turned and faced the disciples with a knowing smile. “You give them something to eat.”

“Master?” Peter asked as he slowly sat down not sure what he heard him say.

Then Jesus asked Philip who was right next to Cornelius, “Philip, where are we to buy bread, that these may eat?”

Philip looked doubtfully out upon the people and said, “Master… two hundred denarii worth of bread is not sufficient for them, even to receive a little.”

The disciples started to talk among themselves. Judas Iscariot, who was the group’s treasurer, said that the purse was practically empty. John enthusiastically declared that they can go out and fish. His confidence was based on Jesus miraculously showing them where the fish was. Back and forth they discussed and debated among themselves as Jesus amusingly looked on. Then Cornelius remembered that he had the money from the Lady Procula which was probably twenty times worth more than two hundred denarii. He was about to make his offer when he noticed that a smiling Jesus looking at him ever so slightly shaking his head; signaling him not to intercede. Cornelius quickly understood that this was a test for his closest disciples.

Finally, it was Andrew, Simon Peter’s brother, out of exasperation brought a boy before Jesus. He pried open the basket to show its content. “Master! This lad here has only five barley loaves and two fish, but what are these for so many people?”

Jesus stood up with gleam in his eyes. “I will show you. Bring the lad.”

Jesus came down the ridge, his weariness forgotten. He instructed his disciples to go among the multitudes and organize the people to sit on the grass in groups of fifty men with their respective families. Then from each group ten were chosen to bring empty baskets to Jesus’ encampment. Within the hour, there was a long line of men and women with their empty basket waiting. Jesus then gathered only his chosen twelve and they circled around him. He called over the boy with the bread and fish.

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Sketching from the Neck Up #7

Reclining at the Park

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I just made a discovery. I spent sometime at the park under the shade of a tree. I was on my electric wheelchair. Ok… you want specifics. I spent sometime at the park on my Quantum 6 Edge power chair with its upgraded SRS (Smooth Ride Suspension) which means I can have a smooth, comfortable ride and advanced stability. This is the same chair that (by the Lord’s grace) all the proceeds were raised by the generosity of family, my church, close friends and those that I will not call strangers anymore. Would you believe that it took 5 months to raise the funds? Anyway, back to my discovery.

My Quantum 6 Edge power chair with its upgraded SRS has an electric reclining feature which allows me to lay back and sun-bathe… which is not a good idea since I burn easily. But that is not the discovery. I really like reclining under that tree… and watch the leaves move on the breeze. I have to do it again. Of course, I have to stay out of the way of the joggers.

Anyone want to join me.

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Sketching from the Neck Up #6

M-O-M @ BGC

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Last Saturday, I drove my powerchair almost six blocks from my place to where 3rd Avenue and 25th Street converge unto an oval with a green park in the middle of it. I’m afraid my poor companion had to ‘hoof’ it a bit as I was going about 3-4 miles an hour. Anyway, that Saturday (& on every Saturday hence) the oval driveway is cordoned off to allow an open-air market. But it’s just not another bazaar. This market was something I was hoping for since I was hospitalized and permanently moved here to Bonifacio Global City. This particular market is organized by a very good friend of almost 25 years. Her name is Mara Pardo de Tavera and her advocacy is bringing organic/natural products to us. She is actually the one that started the first organic market in Manila. When I was still ambulatory, I was a frequent goer. And now, she has set up shop here. Happy days for me and organic lovers of BGC.

I encourage folks to come by on Saturday to shop, talk and mingle. You’ll find organic produce, craft products from natural materials, and ready-to-take-home prepared meals. There is music and of course, Mara who is always willing to impart her lore of good healthy food.

For my sketch subject, I decided to do a composite of some of the products you can find at Mara’s Organic Market (M-O-M). Hope to see ya there.

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