Even though we fixed our roof and the rain no longer comes in in seven different places, rainy days can still get me down. So I went out looking for something about the rain to make me smile. Some plants and trees looked as sad, heavy, and droopy as I felt. But the succulents looked thrilled to be a part of it, holding the water in huge drops for as long as possible before they rolled down the thick leaves into a waiting pool near the stem.
Four people in New York, Los Angeles, and Germany. Stopping, noticing, sharing - one photo/four people/every day. (For now we are just three, but hopefully four again soon.)
Tuesday, December 4, 2012
Monday, December 3, 2012
Stencil Chair
This chair is broken.
Every time I go to throw it out, I stop and put it back down. A few weeks later I see it and think, "Wasn't I going to throw that out?" and I start towards the trash again, only to stop and put it back down. It has inched it's way across the yard, closer and closer to the trash cans, but something always stopped me.
Now I know why I can't throw it out - what a great stencil. On what . . . I'm not so sure. But at least it's safe for now.
Every time I go to throw it out, I stop and put it back down. A few weeks later I see it and think, "Wasn't I going to throw that out?" and I start towards the trash again, only to stop and put it back down. It has inched it's way across the yard, closer and closer to the trash cans, but something always stopped me.
Now I know why I can't throw it out - what a great stencil. On what . . . I'm not so sure. But at least it's safe for now.
Sunday, December 2, 2012
Saturday, December 1, 2012
Friday, November 30, 2012
Thursday, November 29, 2012
Painting
In my paintings lately, I have been using a lot of images with clothing. I love painting fabric. I love the shadows on his pant leg. This, I think, may be my next painting.
Wednesday, November 28, 2012
Charlie Brown Tree
I can't believe I missed another day of posting yesterday. Especially when I had photos waiting. Harumph!
We went to pick out our tree. So many to choose from, all growing straight and tall, smelling so fresh and full of sap. We have a high ceiling in our living room and can fit a big one. We have 50 years of collecting ornaments, so we need a big one.
And still, this one . . . this Charlie Brown tree . . . this was the one I wanted to take home.
We went to pick out our tree. So many to choose from, all growing straight and tall, smelling so fresh and full of sap. We have a high ceiling in our living room and can fit a big one. We have 50 years of collecting ornaments, so we need a big one.
And still, this one . . . this Charlie Brown tree . . . this was the one I wanted to take home.
Tuesday, November 27, 2012
Monday, November 26, 2012
Looking Up
Labels:
Bronx,
christmas lights,
elevated train,
lamp post,
NYC,
real life,
sky,
street scene
Caution
"Caution! Big tree stump! On empty hillside! Five roadblock signs needed!
Will expect follow-up report in two - five years!"
Sunday, November 25, 2012
Friday, November 23, 2012
Thursday, November 22, 2012
Elevated
Labels:
bridge,
Bronx,
drawbridge,
elevated train,
NYC,
real life,
riverdale,
street scene,
subway
Wednesday, November 21, 2012
Pick a Color
Trying to pick a color to paint the kitchen. Are they kidding?
(Reminds me of Color & Design class in college. We had
to mix and paint little swatches of every hue and shade imaginable.)
Tuesday, November 20, 2012
Like Waiting for Paint to Dry
No, wait. It's not like waiting for paint to dry. . . It is wating for paint to dry. That's my canvas, sitting on that chair in the sun. And I'm tapping my toe, waiting for the paint to dry. Thank goodness for that Los Angeles winter sun! (Opps, I think it's supposed to be "Like watching paint dry," which I am also doing.)
Monday, November 19, 2012
Saturday, November 17, 2012
Store Front Indian
As many times as I frequent Disneyland, it never seizes to amaze me how I can always find something new and interesting to discover.
They Find Me
My dad asked me how I find all the bones that I use in my artwork. I was stumped. I don't really know. I told him that it feels more like they find me.
The other day I was walking with Donkey where one side of the street is full of houses, the other side an empty hillside. It had just rained the day before. Donkey was pulling to go faster, to get to the house up ahead where the big dogs always bark at him. But something told me to slow down.
Then, it was as if I heard, "I'm here. A bone. Look over here." I looked down to my left and there it was. Part of a cat skull, I think.
The other day I was walking with Donkey where one side of the street is full of houses, the other side an empty hillside. It had just rained the day before. Donkey was pulling to go faster, to get to the house up ahead where the big dogs always bark at him. But something told me to slow down.
Then, it was as if I heard, "I'm here. A bone. Look over here." I looked down to my left and there it was. Part of a cat skull, I think.
Friday, November 16, 2012
Thursday, November 15, 2012
Wednesday, November 14, 2012
Eye on You
I've heard that people are encouraged to take photos of graffiti to send in to the police. I guess it's one way they monitor local gang activity. Do you think this one will help?
Tuesday, November 13, 2012
Haunted?
I share some 'ukulele strum time with a young lady in a neighborhood not to far from mine.
The buildings are all tudor-style. Lovely.
But last night when I walked out of her building, I looked up at the building across the street.
One thought came to mind:
RUN!
Labels:
apartment living,
haunted house,
NYC,
real life,
scary,
street scene,
urban living
More Trash Heap Art
I don't know what this used to be. I'm thinking I should go back and rescue it from the trash heap. But I'm supposed to be cleaning out and organizing my studio. What to do, what to do . . .
Monday, November 12, 2012
posing
Saw this service dog posing for a photo near a statue of Walt Disney at California Adventure; reminded me of a another awesome Golden I know.
Trash Heap Breakfast
Why would someone take this all the way to an illegal trash heap along a lonely dirt road on a hill? Why wouldn't they just put it in their trash can at home?
Sunday, November 11, 2012
From Orange to Pink
I missed two days in a row for no good reason other than I'm still confused by the time change. It gets dark at 5:00pm and by 7:00 my brain has turned off and I'm asking if I can go to bed.
So today I'll post two. I went on a walk this late afternoon with my dog, Donkey. I love how the sun at that time of day turns everything orange:
We walked along the hill, poked around at the trash heap, then down the other side
where I found that the world had turned from orange to pink:
| Pink bougainvillea and pink mountains |
Saturday, November 10, 2012
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