Stunning wooden panels

Inside an elevator at Radio City, NYC

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.)

Santa loving dog

Even working dogs love Santa. Santa's arrival is earlier every year.

Through the subway doors...

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.)

The Other Side

What's on the other side?

close up

Not camera shy that's for sure; I think this is his good side.

Autumnal Alchemy

Turning leaves to gold.

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.

Trains, bridges and rivers

Metro-North railroad, Harlem River, Henry Hudson Bridge

Saturday afternoon.

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.

Photo of a photo shoot

Washington Square Park, NYC

Tracks

I used my urban tracking skills and found evidence of a pack of dogs nearby.

Late morning in Chelsea

Someones view

Sometimes simple is good.

Cocktails

Times Square, NYC.

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?

cones

Orange cones at CA Adventure

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!

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 . . .