Showing posts with label Curtis Blogin. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Curtis Blogin. Show all posts

Friday, February 3, 2017

Fleeting images, the murals of Isla Mujeres


I call this photo  - The Reading Room 
The bright, the beautiful, the colourful images that come and go are worthy of remembering.

Over the years, there have been several ‘authorised’ campaigns to paint murals on private and public buildings on Isla Mujeres. Many of those frescos have survived the salty, humid weather, the over-painting of graffiti artists, or removal for new construction projects.  


This week’s blog is a remembrance of some of the interesting ones that didn’t survive.

Malecón bollards were painted as flags
When we first arrived, there was a collection of ocean-themed murals painted on the malécon, running along the eastern side of the island. There were turtles, fish, and other ocean creatures. 

As those paintings peeled or faded, the next municipal administration repainted everything in a flag motif.  Flags from the countries of the visitors to Mexico. Canada, America, many European countries, Israel, and all of the Latin American countries adorned the seawall bollards.

2012 Spear Art - La Perla Hotel
In February 2012, a twenty-something Belgian backpacker, Corentin Binard, known as
Spear, decided to add his unique brand of graffiti to the island. Situated on the east side of Isla. 

The three-story La Perla Hotel was partially damaged during hurricane Gilberto and was destroyed by hurricane Wilma in 2005.  



It languished as a crash pad for vagrants, an unsightly place littered with garbage and beer bottles.

Arriving on Isla, Spear discovered the crumbling structure and decided he would leave his mark there.  For three wild days working in a frenzy of creativity, he sprayed, splashed, dabbed, and painted. 

He crafted five large, animated portraits of friends on the south walls of the damaged hotel rooms, and two more on the north end of the structure. 

About a month after his marathon of painting, the damaged La Perla was knocked down and reduced to a pile of rubble. There are plans for a new hotel in the same location.

Sometime in early 2014, an image appeared inside an abandoned, roofless building located at the northern end of the seldom-used municipal airport, near the entrance for the Malécon and the Aguakan pumping station
Inside a roofless Aguakan station 

The image stares with a question in her eyes. Perhaps she is asking: why are you here inside this dank, derelict space? 

Still visible, the image is a faint ghost of the original.

Then, in the summer of 2014, a large group of artists arrived to embellish fourteen buildings in Centro. Almost three years later, the majority are still visible, a little paler, but attractive. 

2014, at Gabriela Mistral Primary 
Two of the originals are gone. The long and colourful ocean creature that swam along the perimeter wall of the Gabriela Mistral Primary School in Centro was the victim of expansion.
 

The black and white whale shark, swimming with a woman at the Tourism office on Medina Avenue, was a victim of the hot afternoon sun and tropical storms. Flaking and faded, it was replaced this year with a conglomeration of brightly-coloured mythical figures.

One of our favourites - gone!
In early 2015, a collection of birds, iguanas, hermit crabs, whale sharks, turtles, fish, sharks, and jellyfish flowed along three sides of the retaining wall where the seniors play volleyball. During a tropical rainstorm late in October of that year, the wall crumbled, destroying the striking artwork. The replacement wall is a plain, vanilla-white structure. We miss the eye-catching images of our local wildlife.

Barbara Siebenlist mural, purchased Villa la Bella
Another one of our favourite depictions of ocean-going creatures was painted by artist Barbara Siebenlist on a wooden fence at Antonio Fabre’s studio. 

Curtis and Ashley Blogin, the owners of the Villa la Bella Bed & Breakfast, fell in love with the artwork and quickly negotiated to purchase the piece for their lobby. Safely sheltered from the rain and sun, it’s a beautiful addition to a handsome facility.

Golf cart rental, mural on fencing
There are other images tucked away behind private walls or inside hotel courtyards waiting to be discovered. Many businesses located in Centro are starting to capitalise on the interest of visitors in the various murals, commissioning paintings for their lobbies, rooftops, fences and buildings. It's an interesting and profitable spin-off of outdoor art.

Now, if someone would start an island-wide mosaic project. Mosaics are permanent and just as colourful.

Hasta Luego

Lynda, Lawrie, and Sparky

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Friday, October 11, 2013

Bella’s Story: an Isla Mujeres stray finds happiness!

Well, this is a little embarrassing. I’ve been asked to tell you about myself, and really, I am quite shy. I’m not prone to bragging. The beautiful brown-eyed blonde smiled impishly at her visitor.  But, since you asked, well, here goes.

When I was a tiny little baby, I had five brothers and sisters. Our mother was taken from us quite suddenly, so we never knew her.  

I was so tiny I would fit in the palm of a person’s hand. Bella’s feathery tail swished softly as she warmed to the idea of telling her story. One day, just after the loss of our mother, a tall woman picked me up in her arms. 

The woman whispered to me, “You are going to be safe, sweetie, don’t worry.  I know exactly who is going to love you forever.” 

I am 1 year old in this photo
The next thing I knew, I was being handed to a very pretty blonde-haired woman. “Oh, she is so beautiful. I love her to pieces! She'll be my very special friend.” 

Well, that made me very excited, and I must admit I acted just like a very young puppy would, licking her face and wiggling ecstatically. It’s all a bit embarrassing, really, but I was so happy to have someone love me. 

She is the person who named me Bella, which means “beauty” in Spanish, and since we were living in Mexico, it just made sense to have a Spanish name.  One of her many friends thought that my name should have been Sandy, as I blended perfectly with the sand floors of their outside living area. I am very happy she stayed with the prettier name.  I think it suits me perfectly, don’t you? Bella smiled coyly.

After my operation, one ear up, one ear down
As I grew up, it took me quite a few months before I could climb the stairs up to the apartment of my two humans.  Because I had poor nutrition as a tiny baby, I had very weak bones, and my feet would swell when I tried to run or play.   

My female human was so very patient with me, carrying me down in the morning, back up for an afternoon nap, down for playtime, and up again for bedtime. It really was a nuisance for her as she was also operating a busy resort. She kept telling me she loved me, and it was not a problem. Lucky for me, she loved me so much!  

Her handsome male human was away a lot of the time, working in another city, so we were good company for each other. Now, happily, he is here all the time, and I love him as much as I love her. Well, maybe I love her just a teeny, tiny bit more because she carried me up and down the stairs.

This is our family photo in 2004 
When I was learning my manners, my special treat was a few Cheerios, those little round crunchy circles that people float in a bowl of milk. I adore them. I will do anything for Cheerios. Learning my manners wasn’t a problem at all; it was quite fun, actually. I have also been told that I am very smart, so smart that I even learned to love cats, including my first friend Luna, and now my friend Peek-a-Boo. Luna taught me many secrets that only cats know. Peek-a-Boo and I have become good friends, and we patrol our property together. We keep an eye on our humans and make sure their house is safe. Any strangers must pass our inspections, especially if they are working at the resort. 

Where's the fish?  Where's the fish?  Pounce!
Some of my favourite activities include a game I invented – I call it pounce. It’s an exciting game. My humans take me down the path, through the dark, cool caves, and onto a small, quiet beach. In the shallow tidal pools, I watch very carefully for small fish. When I see them – I pounce! I wait, and I watch; then pounce again! I have been told that I look like a fox pouncing on a mouse when I play this game. I could play for hours. Peek-a-Boo would like to play with me, but she’s afraid to walk down to the beach with us.   

I also enjoy running on long sandy beaches at a place called Tulum. I’d run for miles, dash into the surf, roll in the sand, and then clean my face on a fluffy beach towel. It was a delicious treat. I am quite a bit older now, so I don’t do the long runs and hikes that I did when I was a much younger dog. 

Sadly, I have had a few health problems in my past. The first problem occurred when I was about two years old.  I had a large tumour in my head that required surgery. The doctor did a fine job of removing the tumour, but as you can see from the photos, both of my ears used to be perky, like wings. Now the right one is perky, and the left one is relaxed. It makes me much more interesting to look at, I think.  

Playing in the tidal pools on Isla Mujeres.
I was such a scrawny, lanky teenager – all legs and feet. Now that I am a mature woman, I have settled into a fuller, Rubenesque body type. I do have other health challenges, including skin sensitivities, digestive issues, heartworm, and Ehrlichia, but I won’t bore you with the gruesome details. And as I age, I am gradually losing my eyesight to cataracts. It is such a challenge getting older. I miss the carefree days of my youth.

With such a rocky start to my life, being adopted has been a blessing for me. I gained a loving family who feeds me, cares for me, and lets me share their lives completely. And I’ll tell you a secret. She leaned closer to whisper. I have my own private closet filled with beautiful jewelled collars; collars for Hallowe’en, or Christmas, or Thanksgiving, and for my birthday. I have collars to match my female human’s dresses, and my male human’s shirts.  I'm spoiled.  

And here's our recent family portrait!
They also let me share their bed for part of the night. I like to get into the bed first, kiss both of my humans good night and then leave to sleep peacefully in my own comfy bed. Partway through the night, I will sometimes sneak into bed for an hour, or when my male human gets up in the morning, I’ll make a warm nest with his pillows. Those extra few minutes of sleep are delightful, full of wonderful dreams and memories of being young again.

I love my life.  Bella looked away, a film of tears in her eyes, thinking how she had aged so much in the last year or two. I hope I can stay healthy and happy, sharing my life with my people for a few more years yet. I love my people. But her life was too perfect to be sad about anything for very long. Softly thumping her tail on the floor, she grinned happily at her visitor. I wish every dog could be as fortunate as I have been!
                            ______________________

Cast of characters:
Bella lives at Villa la Bella Bed & Breakfast on Isla Mujeres  
The tall woman, Alison Sawyer Current, who founded the non-profit organization Isla Animals dedicated to helping animals in need.
The blonde-haired woman is Ashley Margilyn Blogin, co-owner of Villa la Bella
The handsome male human is Curtis Blogin, co-owner of Villa la Bella

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