Saturday, April 21, 2012
El Dia de los Muertos
So as many people know, I love Spain and it's culture. Spanish is one of my favourite subjects in school, and lately, though unseasonably, I've become obsessed with "El Dia de los Muertos".
El Dia de los Muertos is a Spanish holiday celebrating the dead. They have parades, they dress up, make skulls out of sugar, and the God whom the festivities are dedicated to is a lonely dead woman named Catrina, it's just got me written all over it.
We watched a PowerPoint presentation on the festivities that go on in Spain and Central and Southern America during the holiday in Spanish class in November, and i kinda forgot about it until the past few weeks.
Anyway I've made a promise to myself to be at one of the parades in Spain or Latin America once I leave school.
Anyway, I've been bored and was looking at photos etc and decided to start drawing again.. So here is my depiction of Catrina, the 'Lady of the Dead'.
El Dia de los Muertos is a Spanish holiday celebrating the dead. They have parades, they dress up, make skulls out of sugar, and the God whom the festivities are dedicated to is a lonely dead woman named Catrina, it's just got me written all over it.
We watched a PowerPoint presentation on the festivities that go on in Spain and Central and Southern America during the holiday in Spanish class in November, and i kinda forgot about it until the past few weeks.
Anyway I've made a promise to myself to be at one of the parades in Spain or Latin America once I leave school.
Anyway, I've been bored and was looking at photos etc and decided to start drawing again.. So here is my depiction of Catrina, the 'Lady of the Dead'.
Tuesday, April 3, 2012
Ireland being Bipolar
Last week, Ireland had the best weather we've seen in years, better even than we have in the summers. All through the week everyone was getting so excited for a lovely, sunny, Easter break, but to no avail. After wasting 10 hours in school every day last week, and all the sun, it snowed in Dublin today. IT SNOWED.
Each day has been misleading in the mornings, with the sun creeping through the window promising a good day, so I've been getting dressed in pretty sun dresses and shorts, and then realising the second I step out the door that it's colder than the Arctic, and I'm forced to go back inside and put on a big wooly geansai.
I'm sick of it and I'm really counting down the days till I go to Spain for 4 weeks, where hopefully I'll lose this pale glow and replace it with an off-white tint.
Each day has been misleading in the mornings, with the sun creeping through the window promising a good day, so I've been getting dressed in pretty sun dresses and shorts, and then realising the second I step out the door that it's colder than the Arctic, and I'm forced to go back inside and put on a big wooly geansai.
I'm sick of it and I'm really counting down the days till I go to Spain for 4 weeks, where hopefully I'll lose this pale glow and replace it with an off-white tint.
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