Friday, October 11, 2013

hwy 1


mother, daughter trip
up, up, up
bay bound a singin'

we couldn't have asked for better weather!  up hwy 1 we drove, my daughter and i to visit her brother jon, now living in oakland.  
we only had four days since tati had to be back to school and work by monday so we set off 
mainly focused on seeing jon, hoping to make the best of the little time we had been given.
it was a miracle what we did with those four days, stopping everywhere along the way, cambria, point lobos, big sur, carmel for the night, and two days of the most amazing oakland we could have imagined.
jon had carefully thought out where to take us. an exquisite dinner at MUA, the first fridays art walk, lake merrit, an antique shop, and the crowning point, the chapel of the chimes in piedmont.
point lobos was open in spite of the federal shutdown since it is a state park.
there i randomly placed the many oyster shells i had painted, inspired by lynne hoppe, as little gifts for the many hikers.  two in particular that really fit the scenery, a shrine of the virgin mary and another of john muir.  i would have loved to leave the horse, but tatiana had claimed it as soon as she saw it finished and i gave in; how not to keep just one.  well, actually three since a few instagram friends had shown interest in them and i promised to mail them to them.
this little beauty was placed at a tombstone in piedmont

tatiana's horsey, the keeper


a few more were placed in trees at lake merritt, where we spent a good part of the day
stopping only for coffee and tiramisu, with hours still left to take in as much as we could.
there, at that coffee shop, was this beautiful photograph on the wall which briefly reminded me of chile.
this little paperclay sculpture was also one of the random placements.  i wonder now if anyone has found it and what they think.
a totem stick placed on a tree
another random patchwork square tacked to a tree

as i always do on trips, i pressed flowers found on the trails


my travel partner and chauffeur acaptured at ragged point, big sur
ofcourse we had to take a holding hands pic
we were so busy having fun, we forgot to take a group picture
but this is the boy that started it all
can't wait to come to see you again




thank you lynne for teaching me how to get in touch with myself again
and the power of random acts of kindness














15 comments:

acreativeharbor.com said...

What a very loving and creative post ~ and lovely haiku ~ many thanks for all this ~ handsome man who 'started it all'. ~ carol ^_^

audrey said...

Wow, what an amazing trip you had, Constanza! So much accomplished in 4 short days. Your children are beautiful, just like you. I love that you left your little art pieces here and there for someone to find and to love. The photographs are wonderful ~ you look happy. A trip like that is good for the soul.
xo audrey

lynne h said...

oh. my. gosh. i am grinning from *ear to ear*!!! what a beautiful, happy trip, constanza! but you know that mostly what i can't wait to write about is about the *shells* - and everything that you left behind!! this just makes my heart sing!!!! and also, you are THE BEST shell painter! how i would love to find one of your beauties! (i think i just used more exclamation marks than i've ever used in one place before. ; )

thank you, thank you for sharing all of this with us. you and your children are truly beautiful...

love,

lynne

rebecca said...

oh i feel as if you have held my hand and flown me like a kite in the generously trail of your oyster shells! yes to beautiful children, to meeting in the beauty of a perfect weekend and your tokens of affection. oh how your shells marvel and shine and brighten even the sunniest days, with your beautiful voice.
luminous; that is what YOU are!

raquel said...

solamente bellezas,hijos y vos, tus obras,la naturaleza lo cotidiano lo autentico lo simple el amor, realmente encontrarme una obra ,como una maravilla ,lo que enriquece y cura el alma ,sana como un amuleto de buena suerte besos hermosos lugares tu si que sabes dejar huellas nada queda igual luego de u paso y que bueno mucho mejor. el post es una clase de como compartir de como disfrutar el momento ...


Sherri B. said...

What a wonderful trip with your daughter...the photos are gorgeous. I don't have words to express how full my heart would be if I were one of the lucky people who stumbled upon one of your treasures...it would truly have an affect on me to find something like that. I'm sure that's how every person felt who found your art pieces! <3

judie said...

I love your painted shells and other small anonymous gifts. It is a good feeling to leave such treasures to please the finder.

Gotham Girl said...

Such amazing works of art! Really enjoyed visiting your "studio!"

gma said...

LOVELY post. Your art pieces may be beautiful serendipity to those who find them. Thank you for being a good human. Keep enjoying. Life is good.

Magical Mystical Teacher said...

Please link your Haiku My Heart to Rebecca’s Mornings with Mary: Loving Lupita.

Let’s keep our haiku community going this Friday, while Rebecca is in San Miguel de Allende. Thank you!

Janey G said...

oh this is beautiful on every level! wonderful, so glad i came over from flikr to say hi! now following along xxxxx

Janey G said...

hello lovely, i wanted to let you know that you and your beautiful work are featured in my ART-STOPPING SUNDAY this week! Thank you for delighting my soul this week xxxxx http://textgeorge.blogspot.co.uk/2013/11/art-stopping-sunday.html

rebecca said...

i remembered your virgin of the undersea and found myself charmed all over again and writing about your kindest luminous offerings at recuerda mi corazon.
i just wanted you to know that your generosity continues to warm my heart.
thank you for being the voice of enchantment for all of us.
xo

Stephanie said...

My dear friend Rebecca led me here this morning...you have delighted and inspired and I thank you.
x...x

Stephanie said...

My dear friend Rebecca led me here this morning...you have delighted and inspired and I thank you.
x...x