Sunday, November 30, 2014

Saturday, November 29, 2014

A beautiful quote

“If it wasn’t for the mist we could see your home across the bay," said Gatsby. "You always have a green light that burns at the end of your dock."
Daisy put her arm through his abruptly but he seemed absorbed in what he had just said. Possibly it had occurred to him that the colossal significance of that light had now vanished forever. Compared to the great distance that had separated him from Daisy it had seemed very near to him, almost touching her. It had seemed as close as a star to the moon. Now it was again a green light on a dock. His count of enchanted things had diminished by one.” 
― F. Scott FitzgeraldThe Great Gatsby

Friday, November 28, 2014

Things they do in Hell

If Hell exists, I don't believe there is a "one Hell fits all". I think we each have our own personal Hell. I was reflecting on this while I was driving during a short snow squall on the way home from VA (which, being only November, is what got me thinking about Hell in the first place.) My Hell would look kind of like this, keeping in mind this could change frequently:

1. There would be t.v.'s. They would all be on, all the time, and would feature golf, Judge Judy and Fox News on a rotating basis.
2. The only sport available would be golf. But you couldn't play, you could only watch it...on one of those t.v.'s.
3. Every afternoon at 2, your job would be to paint a new ceiling, and that ceiling would be a popcorn ceiling.
4. All of your clothing would be the type of clothing that's been left in the washer for a little too long, giving it that stale, mildewy smell.
5. 24 hour a day country music. (Please let me go to Heaven.)
6. Pots of boiled cabbage and rhubarb on the stove, all day every day.
7. Hell neighbors who have habits such as: talking extremely loud about sensitive subjects (politics, religion...), make that "hocking" noise with their throats....constantly, wear shoes that squeak with every step, snap their gum, whine constantly about their health while they sit on their asses and eat crappy food.
8. Gordon Lightfoot's "Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald" is the only song on the radio.
9. There is no coffee, orange juice, wine or pizza.
10. The only incoming calls to your cell phone are salespeople.

I reserve the right to add to this list.

Saturday, November 22, 2014


Check out my new website. It's brand spanking new, with changes/adjustments still to be made, but it's ready enough for now!

Wednesday, November 12, 2014

Thursday, November 6, 2014

Monday, November 3, 2014

Thoroughly Modern Millie

This is the in-progress set painting I am doing for Thoroughly Modern Millie, which opens at Clear Space Theatre on November 14, 2014. These flats are huge! It's taking a while, but it's kind of fun too.