Monday, October 27, 2014

My artwork will be on display at the Burton Barr Library, downtown Phoenix, AZ from this Thursday October 30 at 6pm with the formal opening and press releases.  My photography features shots of natural wildlife found in Trinidad & Tobago during a recent visit in May, 2014.  Here is a glimpse of some of the photos which will be on display.

Turkey Vulture eating a Cavalli fish carcass on Las Cuevas Beach, Trinidad

         Ruby Topaz Humming Bird  - St. Joseph, Maracas, Trinidad

Local yard hen with two of her 8 chicks

Flowers and fruit buds of the Pomerac fruit tree
Short Bio:
Diana was born and raised in Port of Spain, Trinidad where she has many fond memories of a childhood filled with trips to the beach and exploration of this beautiful island. On her frequent trips back to Trinidad, Diana loves to capture the natural elements of the Caribbean with emphasis on its flora and fauna.
She is often referred to as the Shandy Girl, a nickname earned by her enjoyment of a popular island cocktail made by combining beer and ginger ale. In her career, Diana is a research advancement manager at the Julie Ann Wrigley School of Sustainability. In her free time, Diana enjoys hiking with her husband, photography, creating metal art work, gardening and playing with her four grandchildren.

Wednesday, August 6, 2014

The 'Blue' Dog

(I had created a 'draft' and never posted this as initially intended.  Since this draft, old faithful and funny Blue has gone to 'doggie heaven'!)

The ‘Blue’ Dog (Intro).

It all began five years ago, when my son and daughter-in-law were living in my home while I was away on a 6 month ‘sabbatical’ in the Caribbean. They purchased a male English Bulldog. He was six weeks old, white and tan, with a large tan patch on the left side of his face. I knew about this new addition ‘after the fact’ when they sent me a photo of this tiny bundle sitting in my bathtub. Now you must understand that I love dogs. Growing up in the Caribbean, dad always had beagle hunting dogs, but they were always in their runs outside. I have never liked having them inside the house, especially my house. This photo arrived with no letter or note of explanation, but I immediately recognized my bath tub.

The first thought that popped into my mind, was to jump on a plane and ‘save’ my home from the onslaught of what having a pet in the house would inevitably bring. My second thought won out, as I called my son to ask for a confirmation that I was wrong! Johan answered the phone with a “Mum, I can explain”. He went on to say that he and Tina visited a breeder that they heard about who just had a new litter, and of course, they could not resist his big brown eyes and wrinkly nose. They named him ‘Blue’. Blue looked very cute but I admonished him for bringing a ‘dog’ into my home, and went on to explain that they had to keep the house clean and ‘poop’ free, with absolutely no doggie smells.  

Over the next few months, I began to prepare myself for going back to Phoenix and having a dog in my home, but my heart began to melt when I received updated reports and various photos of Blue as he grew. One of the episodes that tugged at my heart strings was when Blue got sick, shortly after they brought him home, and Johan slept with him in the family room on the carpet for several nights when Blue could not walk properly and was vomiting a lot. He had a ‘weakness’ in his hind legs, which developed suddenly. We were all very happy when he got over it and started growing nicely.

When I got back to Phoenix, Blue was approximately 7 months old, and I did not immediately see the damage. It was while we were all sitting around in the living room, there it was, steering me in the face. Several small chunks of the edges of my coffee table were missing. I think Johan froze as he saw me looking at it and blurted his famous words ‘Mum, I can explain’!

Those early days of love, patience, luxurious time and understanding have faded somewhat, as dogs grow older, another dog is brought home, business gets busier, humans have babies and other responsibilities, and homes seem to get smaller. As it turned out, several years later since Blue was first brought to my home, then moving and living with J & T, and in 2011, he has again come to live with my new husband (‘Sweetie’) and I in our home. We have become his foster doggie-grand-parents!

(RIP Blue - January 2014)