Halloween just passed. Everywhere you go you see witches and goblins. It’s fun. People go a little crazy. Little kids get candy until their little bags are almost too heavy to carry. Marty and I are just sitting back and viewing the scene with amusement. When we went into our mechanics shop we were greeted by Celia.
She is the gorgeous office manager at our auto mechanics. Isn’t she amazing? She is painted for Dia de los Muertos. That is Day of the Dead. On the Day of the Dead people honor their loved ones who have passed away, and celebrate in a festival that has roots nearly 4000 years old.
Halloween is the same. It is the beginning of Allhallowtide, the time in the liturgical year dedicated to remembering the dead, including saints (hallowed), martyrs, and all the faithful departed believers. The traditional focus revolves around the theme of using humor and ridicule to confront the power of death. Which includes little kids going around begging for candy at all their neighbor’s doors.
I just noticed that cultures all over the world are really into face painting. I did this pastel drawing of a Native American man.
Then I started thinking about all the gorgeous African painted faces I’ve seen. And New Guinea faces. Face painting is nothing new.
Why do we like to do it so much?