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100 Proof

I was going through some photos in Lightroom and I realized that I never followed up with how that Mather Golf Course Second Saturday event went… probably because not much came of it. The morning was cold and windy, there wasn’t much foot traffic besides the other vendors, and I only sold one print- a framed 5×7 I pulled off my office wall to use as an example piece on the table. Speaking of my table, here’s how it turned out:

and here is a shot with my fancy new canvas print rack full of all the prints I made.

Pretty slick eh? Well, I’ll be ready if I ever decide to do that again. In the meantime, I’ve got a lot of prints for sale. Call me!

Moving on…

Did you hear that little birdie* announce that I’ve started painting again? It’s true. 2 weekends ago I finally started a new canvas. It has been around 2 years since I’ve painted! And I know you are going to jump to the easy assumption that I blame the baby**, but I don’t. That was all Chris’s fault!** ok ok it wasn’t really Chris’s fault. The painting muse was on an extented vacation, but now she’s back!

Day One – put a wash on the canvas and started sketching in all those damn limbs!

Day Two – blocking in the color.

Kyle thinks it’s done. Silly rabbit – not even close! I missed working on it last weekend as we were in Santa Cruz for Easter and birthdays! There was Chris’s b-day on the 2nd to celebrate and Erin’s on the 13th. Yep, the baby is now 2! I just got the pics off my camera. I’ll post those photos “soon”. I’ve got a couple other things to finish up first. Remember, patience is a virtue!

* Twitter baby. Keep up.

** The running joke around here is that I’m just too damn happy to paint. Tortured artist and all that…

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Lidsville – Street Punk Edition

If you encounter this baby in a dark alley – run the other way. That baby will mess you up! At the very least, she’ll steal your hat.*

This hat used to be mine. I bought it in Fort Bragg several years ago. I gave it to Kyle last year to take camping. At some point Erin got her hands on it and won’t give it back. That’s cool. I’m not gonna try and take it away from her – have you heard her scream?! I’ve got another hat.

I took these photos on a Saturday morning – this is how the baby kicks it around the casa.

So, I was going to tell you about Sharon and why she should pay for my suffering. Well, somehow she managed to get me to agree to be a vendor at Mather Golf Course’s Second Saturday Event on March 14th. omfg. How did that happen? I don’t drink, so I wasn’t drunk. Why would I agree to such a thing? Selling my photographers? Sure, it sounds so simple. Wrong. It is a major pain in my ass! And it will probably be the death of me. Or a small part of me. Hey, I’m definitely losing sleep over it! I’m not even going to tell you about the traumas I am having over printing these photos. Then there are the logistics of displaying the prints. And at some point I’m going to have to figure out pricing! I am so going to kick Sharon in the shin the next time I see her. Damn it! She was just here on Saturday and not only did I NOT kick her, we fed her abalone, and then I took photos of her (106!) so she would have a new profile pic for freakin’ Facebook! Ugh. Now, I’m really mad. I made her look good, and I’m sitting here having heart palipitations while some Canon bigwig is buying another Mercedes on my dime!

Ok, maybe it is time for a little yoga break. While I go stand on my head, you can ponder the cuteness of the Bean. In this shot she looks just like Chris!

* She’s also been known to sticky-finger a cell-phone out of a purse without anyone noticing. Next up: Mug shots!