Washington Trust Building and Don Quijote?

The other day I was updating an old post, click here to see it, about a Fall 2017 visit to my Southwestern-Pennsylvania roots. The primary reason for the visit was the marriage of my grand-niece, Amanda and her groom, Ryan. Annyth and I were living in Merced, CA at the time. She couldn’t accompany me because she was attending a conference in Montreal, Canada. So I made the trip alone and stayed with my sister, Micki in Washington, PA. In addition to attending the wedding gatherings, I made several stops along Memory Lane. [Note: I discovered that Memory Lane has recently been widened and renamed, it’s new name, Memory Boulevard.] These stops included excursions to my hometown, Canonsburg, PA, a visit with Dave and Brenda, a tour of Sarris Candies, a stop at Rusty Gold Brewing, a Steelers-Bengals game at Heinz Field, and a pilgrimage to my alma mater, Washington & Jefferson College, in Washington, PA.

While I was on W&J’s campus on that cloudless afternoon in October, I sat down on the grass in front of Old Main, as I had done hundreds of times from 1974 to 1978, and contemplated the Washington Trust Building.

I recalled a time when I was sitting in the same spot with a friend and classmate also from Canonsburg, an art major named Sandra. We were both looking at and talking about the Washington Trust Building. So, I was a Spanish major, and at the time I was up to my ears in and in the middle of reading Don Quijote de La Mancha. I must have said something to the effect that, if Don Quijote was sitting next to us looking at the top part of the building, he just might have seen a threatening human-like figure the way he mistook the windmills of La Mancha for monstrous, evil giants.
That experience evidently stuck with Sandra, because in her senior art exhibit a year or so later she included the following piece, a 3D découpage/collage, entitled Longo’s Don Quijote:

Longo’s Don Quijote by Sandra McPeake

Sandra gave me that piece, and sadly it was damaged while in storage. Only the fond memory remains.

A few days after returning from that 2017 trip I commemorated this enchanted experience with the Washington Trust Building with the following iPad painting (see also the time-lapse, progress video below):

Washington Trust Building done in Procreate (click on image to enlarge)

Time-lapse progress video

A Celeste Van Kirk photo from the Observer Reporter showing the view from the Washington Trust Building looking back towards W&J’s campus, ie, the view from Longo’s Don Quijote!

Amand and Ryan’s wedding and Italian cookie table.

Sarris Candies production line.

Attrition

Here’s my remaining political strategy. Attrition. It’s term-limit-ish, wouldn’t you say?

Guaranteed

Power and Formaldehyde

Power & Formaldehyde

Another quick Sketch Club painting inspired, as it were, by the astonishing and brazen dismantling of the democratic experiment. See other Mitchposts here on portfoliolongo.

Tereré

In the Guaraní language spoken in Paraguay, tereré is an onomatopoeic word coined to mimic the sound of the last three sips a person makes when sucking ice-cold water through a bombilla, i.e., a metal straw with a filter on the end submerged in yerba mate leaves. On December 17, 2020, UNESCO declared the tereré of Paraguay as an intangible cultural heritage, which includes the drink (tereré), its preparation methods, its circular distribution, and the funny sucking noises. See YouTube video below.

I learned to drink tereré back in the late 1970s when I was a Peace Corps volunteer in training and living with my host family not too far from Asunción. On hot summer afternoons the father of the family would fill the common container, usually a guampa, an ornate cattle horn, with cold water. As the yerba mate leaves absorbed the first pour, making the water level mysteriously drop, papá – winking at me – would remind his youngest child that Santo Tomás, the patron saint of tereré, was taking the first sip.

Now that summer is almost here, I bought my first bag of yerba mate. ¡Qué rico!

Tereré

iPad painting done on Sketch Club using an Apple Pencil. My guampa is made of palo santo wood, which I picked up on a trip to Argentina in the early 2000s.

Check out this short UNESCO video describing the Paraguayan customs associated with tereré:

1962 King Midget Model 3: Made in Athens, OH

A fascinating part of the history of Athens, Ohio, make that the history of automobiles. Evidently, Athens has been funky for a long time. Athens’ residents Claud Dry and Dale Orcutt, airplane pilots turned car designers, developed the King Midget as part of their Midget Motors Supply operations in Athens, OH from roughly 1946 and 1970. Check out the funky history yourself. Join the Club!

Features a non-standard Briggs & Stratton V-twin engine (click on image to enlarge)

Midget Motors Corp.. Athens, Ohio

Technical: Freehand digital iPad painting in Sketch Club using an Apple Pencil and a final tweak in iColorama. Here are the stats:

The car depicted above, Lot 55, sold for $10,450, including buyer’s premium, at Barrett-Jackson’s Las Vegas auction in Las Vegas, NV, on October 14, 2016. https://www.sportscarmarket.com/profile/1962-king-midget-model-3

 

The Blue Marble and Astronomical Audacity

Kira Jane Dog

Yes, that’s her full name. She recently spent a weekend with Annyth and me, well, she and her mom, one of Annyth’s oldest and dearest friends, whom I’ll refer to as J. J told us that she only uses Kira’s full name when there’s some sort of lesson to be learned after the fact. I never heard that. I did hear “Kira Jane” a lot while they were interacting. See what Rumi has to say about Love Dogs!

(Click on image to enlarge and see Kira Jane’s eyes.)

Technical: I drew this on my iPad Pro free hand with an Apple Pencil using my go-to app, Sketch Club, followed by a tweak or two in iColorama. See Sketch Club stats:

Screenshot

Other dog posts on this illustroblog.

Here’s a really quick progress video:

37 minutes with Fran on a Sunday afternoon in Spring

…on my iPad Pro in Sketch Club. Why? Her face.

Sketch Club Stats

My Brother-in-Law Meditating

Sure it’s possible, says so right here! My sister sent me the photo below of my brother-in-law on his riding lawnmower, and I thought to myself, I bet he converts that repetitive chore into a period of mental clarity and presence. So I spent some time on my iPad Pro trying to convert that inspiring photo into some mindfulness of my own.

Zen Ken