Brian ended up flying back to the States two days earlier than I did, and since he could not take all of his art back home, he ended up leaving it in a bag in the same plaza where the art market was held each week.
Since I was still in Sevilla, while I was cleaning up and getting myself ready to go home, I went back to that same plaza a couple of times to see if anyone had taken any of Brian’s collages. The above pictures show the progression from when Brian left everything in the plaza (the top) to the last time I checked on it (bottom).
Ironically enough, he left all of the collages in front of "Viajes," the local travel agency.
During our last months in Spain, Brian began experimenting with collage-making.
He eventually had enough to sell at the local art market in front of the Museo de Bellas Artes below our house each Sunday. In the top picture, he is holding down his part of the plaza and displaying his most recent creations.
The month of July brought lots of exams to grade. Since I had 90 some odd students, you can imagine how much time it took to correct everything!
I was spending so much time at the office that it when I finally finished with everything, it was bittersweet to have to say goodbye to all of the friends that I had made in the department.
The first picture is of Prof. Gómez Lara and I. The second picture is of Ana Luisa Martín Bejarano, the administrative assistant in the department who was a God-send to me. She was always there to lend a helping hand – I honestly don’t know what I would have done without her!!!
Located in the heart of Triana, Casa Anselma is one of Sevilla’s gems for live flamenco/sevillana performances. Before we returned to the United States, Bea and I took a girls’ night out for tapitas and some Casa Anselma.
Of course, we made sure to stick around to hear the Salve Rociera at the end of the night. Each night, this song is performed, and Anselma turns the lights off so that all that you can see is an illuminated Virgen del Rocío. As a way of paying respect to the tradition, no one in the bar utters so much as a sound.
Since I knew that our days were numbered, I made sure to take a nice walk along the Río Guadalquivir to take some pictures of the sunset. There are some things that you never grow tired of…
Here is a picture of Brian doing the daily shopping at our local grocery store, Día, Although it may not have had the selection that the nearby Mercadona had in Plaza de Armas, it was perfect to pick up things here and there. Since the walk was substantially shorter, this was the preferred spot for buying milk, juice, Fanta, cerveza, and other heavier items.
While we were living in Spain, we opened a banking account with Banco Santander. This was the branch located on C./Tetuan in Sevilla's centre that was on my walk to work.
Ah, the General Optica. There was many a day spent here buying my crazy eye solution for my contacts. I must admit it was rather interesting explaining it all the first go-round!
Rebajas - Ya gotta love when all of the stores in Spain go into rebaja (sale) mode. January and July are the only months in which you can get discounted items.
Las Columnas = a damn good tapas spot in Alameda
Horno Nueva Florida = local bread store
Dos de Mayo: Fabulous tapita spot about a block from our piso. Killer montaditos!
The local store on C./Baños that sold household supplies. I personally bought our soaps here.
Although we didn't have an account here, this was a quite handy bank in that it had low service fees on our U.S. cards.
We spent the greater part of January in and out of the farmacias because we had both managed to get bronchitis. :-(
Pay phones serviced by Telefonica, the primary telephone company in Spain.
The mailbox drops. Yellow for outgoing mail and the green for the Postal workers to store large items. Remember, many of them delivered mail on foot, so it was handy to have a place to leave things. That way, they didn't have to carry a huge load all at once!
When we arrived in Sevilla, they had just started up a program called SeviBici. You could rent a bike at various points in the city and use the new bike lane that ran throughout Sevilla.
Funny little guy on the outside of the Glass receptacle.
Receptacle for recycling glass
Moto = very popular mode of transportation, not gendered in the slightest. There was many a time that we saw women dressed up in stilettos riding their moto.
Blue cube = the receptacle for recycling paper.
During our last weeks in Spain, I finally got around to taking pictures of all of the things that we had grown to know while we were living in Sevilla. Everything from the recycling bins to the businesses that we frequented most. It was a nostalgic process, but looking back, I am glad that I took the time to do it.
Because Kansas City is the sister city of Sevilla, they have a miniature replica of the Giralda on the main plaza in downtown KC.
I spent my last night in Sevilla at the Feria de Triana….
BEFORE
AFTER
During our last months in Spain, Brian began experimenting with collage-making.
We had to get our fill of tapitas before heading States-side. I have never eaten so many croquetas and jamón serrano in all of my life!
The month of July brought lots of exams to grade. Since I had 90 some odd students, you can imagine how much time it took to correct everything!
Our last month in Sevilla, some of the professors in the Departamento de filología inglesa y norteamericana went out to lunch together at Las Lapas.
The one and only, Anselma.
Anselma dancing sevillanas!
Más Sevillanas...
Vírgen del Rocío
Salve Rociera
Since I knew that our days were numbered, I made sure to take a nice walk along the Río Guadalquivir to take some pictures of the sunset. There are some things that you never grow tired of…
Las Columnas = a damn good tapas spot in Alameda
Horno Nueva Florida = local bread store
Dos de Mayo: Fabulous tapita spot about a block from our piso. Killer montaditos!
Pay phones serviced by Telefonica, the primary telephone company in Spain.
The mailbox drops. Yellow for outgoing mail and the green for the Postal workers to store large items. Remember, many of them delivered mail on foot, so it was handy to have a place to leave things. That way, they didn't have to carry a huge load all at once!
Funny little guy on the outside of the Glass receptacle.
Receptacle for recycling glass
Moto = very popular mode of transportation, not gendered in the slightest. There was many a time that we saw women dressed up in stilettos riding their moto.
