In May 1977 the “Bali Hash House Harriers” was born and since then people have been running or walking through the muddy rice terraced countryside and jungles near Ubud, Bali. Every Saturday afternoon following a trail designated by small piles of shredded paper, often in remote areas of this beautiful island, 200+ people head out on this crazy short or long trek.
An hour and half later we all return hot, sweaty and muddy to the starting point where there are presentations, singing and lots of beer drinking. Some say they are runners who like to drink and others say they are drinkers who like to run. Being our first “hash” we were called “virgins” and required to chug a beer or the Hash Master would pour it on our head. I managed to avoid both.
9 comments:
Hi Jen, I love after the hash illustraton. Lots of people in the background and the guys clinking beers are great.
Both sketches are great. The second one made me laugh in recognising...
These are wonderful sketches!
You Bali, Maine folks are crazy! Great sketches. Love the bleeding color, perspective and trees in the first one!
how cool thanks for sharing the experience with your beautiful drawings/paintings
Oh, these are excellent images--I just love them, Jennifer! I enjoyed hearing about the Hashing festivities.
What a hoot! I love to hear your stories...and of course see the art that goes along with them....Wishing you, so many seas away,the happiest of Thanksgiving days :)
Sounds like too much fun. Great sketch.
Great story and wonderful sketches. Love your style and the awesome colors.
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