This bird somehow got in the mall and was making the best of it hanging out near a pretzel vendor.
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.)
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
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