Self Quarantining in the basement.
The senior missionaries in Hawaii were called home because of the Corona Virus. We did not have a lot of time to pack up and clean up. We traveled through airports with people wearing surgical face masks. We arrived at the Salt Lake Airport with luggage heavier than it should be. We walked outside from Hawaii sunshine and pleasant temperature into cold wind in your face and a bleak winter grayness in the sky.
We climbed into a truck that had been delivered by a son who ran back to get into his family car filled with his wife and kids. We drove our friends who were also leaving their mission in Hawaii and flying with us, up to their home in Providence.
We drove home and walked into our basement where we are self quarantining for two weeks. The son and daughter-in=law upstairs with our three grandkids had set up the basement for our comfort. We have more room in the basement than we did in Hawaii and grandkids to talk to through the window.
The view from our window yeaterday
We are still on our mission and doing classes online remotely for BYU Hawaii. Our hearts and prayers are with the students at the University, and the people that we have grown to love in Hawaii. We are going to join in the worldwide fast that President Neisen has asked for. We are praying for all the people that inhabit this beautiful world.
I have put up a video on You Tube of a watercolor painting demo. It is for my watercolor students at BYU Hawaii but you welcome to have a look and try the painting. Hunker down and stay safe.
Here is the link to the You tube Video and the picture that I used for the demo. Enjoy
Here is the link to President Nelson’s call for a worldwide fast.
Group of people at Fisherman’s Wharf San Francisco last year.
No amount of words can express what is happening in my heart. We have grown to love the students here from all over the world. We have learned of the great strength and kindness that they possess. We have been inspired by the depth of spirit of the People who live and work in Laie, and Hauula and Kahuku. Their testimonies speak of faith and love of others and their ancestors and family. We have loved the young sister missionaries and their resilience and smiles. We have loved the professors who teach and work at the university. We have loved the other senior missionaries that have strengthened our faith and brightened our time here, people that I got to know for a short time but who will be carved into my heart forever. I will miss the drum beats and singing from the students at the Polynesian Cultural Center. And the random fire crackers that go off in the neighborhood.
I love my Heavenly Father. I have felt His blessings in my life. I feel his love and help as we head back to Utah. God bless us all and help us as we try to help and love and strengthen others during this unsure time in the world’s history.
Gifts from dear friends.
St. George Art Museum Newsletter
“Wind Blown Sand” was in good company at the St. George Art Museum. It shared some space with “Monolith” by Maynard Dixon 1909. The abovet article is from the St. George Art Museum Newsletter.
One day my husband and I were stuck in traffic heading into San Francisco. Traffic was crawling and our car was barely moving. But it was a great opportunity to snap some pictures for future paintings. The gentleman in the watercolor below was vacuuming his car at a local car wash. He made a great demo for the watercolor class over here at BYU Hawaii.
“Flannel and Beret” Watercolor by Sherry Meidell
My friend Sister Kimura posted this comment on prayer from me on Face Book I thought I would share it here also
100 Year Anniversary of the Hawaii Temple
What prayer has meant in my life?
Prayer has been a part of my life since I was little. I’ve always prayed to a loving Heavenly Father who listens to my prayers. He has been there to guide and comfort me from my first memories until now. I can kneel to Him in times of great stress and plead for His blessings to be with my loved ones. I can ask for His guidance when I wonder which direction to go. I can ask His forgiveness when I do something wrong and need to repent. I can look out the window in the morning and thank Him for the beauty I see everyday. This morning I thanked Him for the wind blowing through the palm trees and the beautiful orange that kissed the edge of the clouds. When I’m far from those I love, I can ask Him to watch over them and send blessings their way.
Sister Kimura is part of a group of young sister missionaries that serve up here at the visitors center. If you have questions about prayer, you can go to ComeuntoChrist.org and get some answers from these young missionaries.
Link to St. George Art Museum
So my friend Faye Gibbons, the author of many fine books including “Emma Jo’s Song” which I had the privilege of illustrating, is going to receive a great honor. She is being inducted into the Alabama Writer Hall of Fame. If I was home, I would be heading out to Alabama to join in the celebration.
When I got the manuscript for “Emma Jo’s Song” and read it for the first time, pictures jumped into my head. It was a delight to illustrate the story.
Part of the fun was doing the research for the book. Illustrating picture books becomes quite an adventure. It can take you into worlds you have never been before.
Congratulations to Faye Gibbons
Alabama Writers Hall of Fame
If you are crossing the road here at Brigham Young University Hawaii, you have to keep your eyes open for more than passing cars. Here are some different ways that the students get around.
The motorized skateboard and passenger in tow.
The cruiser bike with surf board carrier attached.
The parking lot..
There are a lot of ways to get around but it’s good to know where you’re going so you’ll end up in the right place. Directions are not East and West, they are Makai (ocean) and Mauka (Mountain). I like both directions.
Here is the one of the BYU-Hawaii devotional messages given by Russell and Lola Osguthorpe January 28th, 2020 on “Finding Your Way Back Home”.
“Sisters” 15” x 22” watercolor on paper
So there’s the sister I shared a room with, and an iron-barred double bed. I would tap to the middle bar, then bring my arm down like a hatchet to make sure she was not on my side of the bed. A bedroom can be tight quarters for two sisters, and there is much to learn from sharing a room. We fought until the day we became dear friends.
There are the Senior Sister Missionaries here that come and go. They touch your life for a brief moment. They help lighten your load and you stand amazed at their talents and kindness. They teach you to decorate your table with seasonal cutouts like a kindergarten teacher. They bring their talents to share with others.
There are the young sister missionaries that serve at the visitor center and are so full of good, righteous, youthful energy. They greet you daily as they run up and down the stairs by our apartment. They wonder if we know how to get into a coconut. We do not.
So here’s two sisters who have the world ahead of them. They shared some moments at the Luau Show. I tried to capture their energy and connection to each other in this watercolor.
The Laie Temple Visitors Center
The Newest Arrival
This is as close as I can get to squeezing those cute little cheeks. I’ll have to settle for a pencil and paper to try and hold him close and a prayer for his safe keeping and blessings upon his parents.
We have a new year ahead of us. Full of endless possibilities. An entire year, but we live it day by day. The things we choose to do with each day will make up our year. The little hours will make up our lives. I find great joy in creating art. I’m going to find time each day to create a little art, to see the blessings around me and try to capture them on paper and share them with you. Happy New Year.
The Reindeer Keeper
I’m speaking to a lot of Mongolian students who are learning and practicing their English. They are the inspiration for this years Christmas card.
May you all have a beautiful Christmas and a happy New Year. I’m thinking about the birth of Jesus Christ in that stable in Bethlehem so long ago and the joy and hope he brought and brings to us all. Spread a little light and kindness to those around you.
Here is a great video about the birth of Christ.
There are places in this world, beautiful places that help us remember God and his many blessings. A holy place for Hawaiians is the mountain Mauna Kea. Tall mountains draw men closer to God. There are people in this world, beautiful people that are good and kind. They remind us of the goodness in mankind and make us want to treat others tenderly. I just saw the movie “A Beautiful Day In The Neighborhood.” about Mr. Rogers. After the movie you felt like hugging a stranger and praying for people by name.
One of the beautiful places in this world is the Laie Hawaii Temple. The palm-lined view from the Kamehameha Highway draws you up toward that Light on the hill. It is nearing the 100-year anniversary of its dedication, November 27, 2019. It is a place that has drawn people to God and inspired them to treat others with kindness. One hundred years ago, as part of the dedication ceremonies, the young children were invited to go into the temple‘s Celestial Room with the prophet Heber J. Grant. They sang “Whose on the Lords Side Who” and promised to be on the Lord’s side, which means treating others in a kind, loving way, in a way that you would like to be treated.
Sunday the primary children gathered again at the temple grounds. Over 600 children and their loved ones came to find out more about this Holy Place and to get a ring pop. They looked at the amazing statues by J. Leo and Avard Fairbanks. They searched for the central figure in the middle of three of the friezes. It was Jesus Christ. They looked at the statue of Lehi blessing his son Joseph. They watched the video of Papi who traveled every day to the temple, starting by bus and then finishing the trip by biking up the hill. Dave and I stood by the friezes and pointed out the different people portrayed there. It was good to be a part of this celebration.
The Primary Activity on the Hawaiian Temple Grounds
Eric Marlow’s BYUH Devotional
“Wind Blown Sand” by Sherry Meidell, half sheet watercolor. Permanent Collection St. George Art Museum
I love this watercolor of a lone hiker in the middle of Capitol Reef National Park. I love the color palette and the texture of the sand. I love the solid free dark shape of the desert junipers. This watercolor is part of the permanent collection of the St. George Art Museum and will be displayed there, starting now until March 7, 2020. The opening reception will be November 15th, 6-8 p.m. If you’re in the St. George area go see the show and take a look at one of my favorite paintings.
“Hale La’a” Watercolor by Sherry Meidell 1/2 sheet on paper.
This painting of the Hawaiian Laie Temple was painted to celebrate the 100th Anniversary of the Temple dedication. The Temple was dedicated November 27th, 1919. This painting will be displayed in connection with the Mormon Pacific Historical Society’s Annual Conference Art Exhibit, Saturday November 16, 2019 at Brigham Young University-Hawaii.
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St. George Art Museum