I’m still working on the larger drawing. Here’s another quick sketch of a horse.
Right now I’m working on a drawing that will take longer than a week to finish, so here is a quick sketch of a horse, because I can do these in my sleep.
Good morning, Parljorling Camp!
Good morning, picturesque sheep!
I mistakenly posted bad info earlier about the recipients of the cameras and photography lessons. One of them is a Tibetan student, the other is a Nepali student. My apologies for the error.
The fourth and final class took place at the Annapurna Natural History Museum at Pokhara’s Prithivi Narayan Campus.
Ominous foreshadowing: this was January 21, the day the first case of Covid-19 was announced in the US. At that time the virus had made its way into the daily news cycles, but it was still mostly viewed as a China issue rather than a global problem. We thought we would see a handful of cases in other countries and then it would be contained and eliminated.
Anyway, Emma and Elizabeth collected the students and off they went.
Pretty view from the college campus.
Pretty sweet front door!
Elizabeth says the museums in Nepal are light on taxidermy and heavy on sculptures and painted images.
Lots and lots of birds and insects, though.
Their “lifelike” taxidermy displays are kind of terrifying/hilarious.
After the museum, back to town for lunch.
To be continued!
My creative energy is running low this week. Here is a well-intentioned but unfinished attempt at a Horned Lizard that turned out to be way more textury than I had patience for.
Emma and Elizabeth stayed with Sabita and Bee Striit from January 15th to the 18th, and then stayed with friends at the Tibetan refugee camp from the 19th to the 28th.
Paljorling camp has a beautiful monastery.
After the girls had settled in, they went into town to get some lunch.
Adorable Emma is adorable.
Apparently the reason why the power lines are such a clusterfuck in Nepal is because when one stops working, they just string a new one up to bypass it instead of searching out the old one and repairing it. Crazy.
This handsome fellow is decorated for a local festival. We can’t find any info on what festival it was, but our best guess is that it was a local version of Kukur Tihar, the Day of the Dog.
Or, as Emma said, “It coulda been a temple dog that had a birthday, for all I know.”
To be continued!