Posts made in July, 2006
Portland Highlights
Within two hours of landing at the Portland airport we were at Bolt Fabric Boutique (probably a new record). It’s in the Alberta Arts District with lots of other funky shops and restuarants (check out Tin Shed for brunch – yummy scrambled egg dishes). Here’s some artists who were busy painting a great mural on the local bike shop. By early evening, crafters and artists had...
Read MoreWild Weeds
Last weekend we visited our friends, Karen and Robert, who live in a fairy-tale kind of house, maybe like Jack went to visit after he climbed the Beanstalk. It’s surrounded by acres of interesting plants and sculptures, and I’ve blogged about their great art collection before. This visit I had a great time driving around on the paths in a funky little electric car called a Gem and...
Read More99 Bottles of Beer
Here’s what I’ve been doing since I promised to make art in the mornings. No, not hanging out in bars but making one. I still have to add the Club Brassy Toe sign as seen through the door, a fight scene on tv, and a few more details. But hey, aren’t all those bottles beautiful? It’s my favorite part of the quilt so far. I’d add more, but I’m a little hung over...
Read MoreIllustration Friday: Sacrifice
This week’s theme for Illustration Friday is “sacrifice.” I thought it would be a good time to practice drawing cannibals since we’re going on a trip next week, and I think there might be some at our hotel. When I googled “cannibals” to get some ideas, this photo came up first. It’s from some joke site and pretty corny, but that kid in the cook pot...
Read MoreTime to Make Art
A couple of years ago, I saw my friend Laura had a watch that said, “Time to go to your studio and Make some art” on the face (she’s a sculptor). She said her son gave it to her, and it really worked. So I spend a lot of time searching the internet for a watch like that but never found one. In the meantime, I started collecting plastic cartoon watches that I thought looked...
Read MoreArt is a Lie
Jo was right, those steroids I was taking for the poison ivy last week made me peppy, no, something even more extreme – they turned me into a re-organization Tasmania devil (you know who I’m talking about, the little hairy guy who makes tornados everywhere he goes). Made a tornado and filed a room stacked full of old papers dating back to 2001. Then another tornado and re-organized...
Read MoreIt’s Only a Leaf
So here’s what I did on the Fourth of July…the fireworks were on my legs, so I sat around and watched them explode into lovely reds and purples. For all my jokes about urban camping, I guess I brushed up against some poisen ivy last week at Mac’s Sculpture Farm near Cincinnati and wasn’t smart enough to wash it off. This is the worst I’ve ever had, actually got sick...
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