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.)
When I first saw this piece of orange chicken, I distinctly saw a "Poodle" however upon inspection of the photo, it just looks like a funky piece of orange chicken; I guess the joke's on me.
So now we're doing work in the kitchen. Surprise, surprise, another knob sticking out the middle of the wall. It's been covered for years by the computer table.
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.
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.
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.