A couple more paintings that sold in the past week -
Sunday Secrets
5 days ago
Friday, May 30, 2008
Little Foxes
The Little Foxes opens next FRIDAY at Possum Point Theatre in Georgetown DE. Get your tickets by calling 302-856-4560. I'll post some photos here after the first weekend's run. The show will run the first two weekends in June. We've been working very hard, hope you can make it out!
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
Technology....kewllll
Just got a wireless mouse and an ergonomic wireless keyboard. Love not having extra wires around. Can't wait till the day when everything's wireless, then there won't be problems with hiding cords from lamps, t.v.'s, etc. My daughter had stuck stickers all over my last keyboard - of that crude little bunny - you know the one? So I'm glad to get rid of that mess. This one is shiny and new and my son hasn't deposited pounds of food crumbs between the keys yet. Makes a nice little clicking noise when I type too. (Easy to please apparently.)
Anyway, here's the finished product of the latest painting. I corrected the problems (hopefully). Titled "Sunny Rehoboth backyard."
And here's a shot of the very beginning of McQuay's Market...hope to be done with this one in a week or two.
Anyway, here's the finished product of the latest painting. I corrected the problems (hopefully). Titled "Sunny Rehoboth backyard."
And here's a shot of the very beginning of McQuay's Market...hope to be done with this one in a week or two.
Monday, May 26, 2008
Mini's and mini-races
Had my "meet the artist" day at Sedona yesterday. I brought some "mini's" of my paintings that were matted and signed. Sold a few and the Gallery is carrying them also. For $20 they're a nice little pic for the walls. This is a pic of Marion (the owner) and me at the entrance to Sedona.
A couple on the wall.....
and a few more.
Our Memorial Day has been spent working on fixing the storm damage from a couple of weeks ago and getting the house clean. Ahhh, nothing like a clean house. And it's BEAUTIFUL outside! This weekend has been so nice. What a great treat for the business owners. Looking at two robins outside my window bobbing along by the Shasta daisies that are just about ready to pop. Wow, I love spring/summer. Nice. Great smells coming in through the window too - sun and grass and warmth.
We did the Masser 5-miler yesterday. Huge change from last Sunday. Ran 7:30-7:40, something like that, and finished in 38:32. Second in my age group. Kind of tough to get going faster after training slow for the marathon.
A couple on the wall.....
and a few more.
Our Memorial Day has been spent working on fixing the storm damage from a couple of weeks ago and getting the house clean. Ahhh, nothing like a clean house. And it's BEAUTIFUL outside! This weekend has been so nice. What a great treat for the business owners. Looking at two robins outside my window bobbing along by the Shasta daisies that are just about ready to pop. Wow, I love spring/summer. Nice. Great smells coming in through the window too - sun and grass and warmth.
We did the Masser 5-miler yesterday. Huge change from last Sunday. Ran 7:30-7:40, something like that, and finished in 38:32. Second in my age group. Kind of tough to get going faster after training slow for the marathon.
Saturday, May 24, 2008
Friends and Art
Changing Seasons sold last night - here's a pic.
That's two in two nights - that's a good thing. :)
Sometimes it's nice to have a friend who will tell you exactly what they're thinking. My BFF Tina was over last night and will look at a "finished" painting and point out things that need to be corrected. It's easy to miss the obvious when you've been working on a particular painting for a while, and she never worries about offending me by telling me what's wrong. Her comment was, "that's not finished, right?" (Yes, it was...technically.) So I asked what she saw and she told me. When I woke up with the sun this morning (why is it so easy to wake up at six in the spring/summer but nearly impossible in the winter?) I couldn't stop thinking about "fixing" the painting. So I got out of bed and fixed it. Now I feel better.
That's two in two nights - that's a good thing. :)
Sometimes it's nice to have a friend who will tell you exactly what they're thinking. My BFF Tina was over last night and will look at a "finished" painting and point out things that need to be corrected. It's easy to miss the obvious when you've been working on a particular painting for a while, and she never worries about offending me by telling me what's wrong. Her comment was, "that's not finished, right?" (Yes, it was...technically.) So I asked what she saw and she told me. When I woke up with the sun this morning (why is it so easy to wake up at six in the spring/summer but nearly impossible in the winter?) I couldn't stop thinking about "fixing" the painting. So I got out of bed and fixed it. Now I feel better.
Friday, May 23, 2008
Getting back to normal
Happy Memorial Day weekend! The start of summer! Hallelujah!
Lewes Fourth, an original, sold out of Sedona last night. This Sunday, there's a "meet the artist" at Sunday brunch between 10 and 2. I'll have my newest painting there and some prints for sale also.
The hand painted wineglasses are becoming popular at the Gallery. Not a lot of money to be made on those, but they're fun to do and a way for people to bring some art into their kitchen.
Sunday is another race - this time, only a 5 miler. Legs should be all recovered by then. Had a great hot stone massage yesterday which felt wonderful.
Just starting a new oil of McQuay's Market, which is at the entrance to Rehoboth on Rehoboth Avenue. That'll be a fun one - a piece of old Rehoboth.
Have a great weekend!
Lewes Fourth, an original, sold out of Sedona last night. This Sunday, there's a "meet the artist" at Sunday brunch between 10 and 2. I'll have my newest painting there and some prints for sale also.
The hand painted wineglasses are becoming popular at the Gallery. Not a lot of money to be made on those, but they're fun to do and a way for people to bring some art into their kitchen.
Sunday is another race - this time, only a 5 miler. Legs should be all recovered by then. Had a great hot stone massage yesterday which felt wonderful.
Just starting a new oil of McQuay's Market, which is at the entrance to Rehoboth on Rehoboth Avenue. That'll be a fun one - a piece of old Rehoboth.
Have a great weekend!
Sunday, May 18, 2008
A little more info
Just to give you an idea of how the day went....if you're interested.
After a good night of sleep, we arrived at Frawley Stadium (start/finish area) at 6 a.m. We were wandering around the parking lot, just trying to keep our legs moving and checking out the area. Saw some locals there and some strange sights as well. One strange sight was this guy - let me try to explain this - He had white shorts pulled up to mid-belly, with this very tight, very wide waistband - picture the shorts that boxers wear. (Not boxer shorts...boxing shorts.)He had one white kneesock on and I guess a regular sock on the other foot. No shirt. This is what I saw initially - the high shorts, kneesock and no shirt. Not all that strange, even though it was chilly in the morning. Robert said - "he's got his race number PINNED TO HIS CHEST".
Huh? What do you mean, pinned to his chest??
So I (unfortunately) got a better look - and yes, the number was PINNED TO HIS CHEST. I've seen guys with nipple rings attach the safety pins to the rings before, so that wouldn't have been so much of a surprise, but THIS guy had the safety pins THROUGH HIS SKIN. If you don't believe me, there's a shot of him in the photo album at races2run.com. I tried to look (without getting to close or staring) and from what I could see, it was through the skin - with no blood. I don't know if he was some kind of undead vampire or some freaky s&m dude or what. It was completely gross. And, as it often seems for me, the minute I recognize a sight like this, the chances of me being thrown into this person's path again and again rises exponentially. During the first ten miles I kept noticing him in my peripheral vision. At one point as we were running by the beautiful Brandywine River, he was inches from me. I could have touched his undead arm to my left. I immediately broke into a sprint just to get myself away from the general area. (Shiver).
My feet started to go numb at mile 7. No idea why, and it only got worse. I would wiggle my toes to keep them from going to sleep and that helped, but after a while, I just stopped. So it became like running with cinder blocks attached to my ankles.
At mile 10, I stopped to wipe my face with a sweat towel I left at a friend's "tent" that was set up for the race. Robert didn't stop, and that was the last I saw him until about mile 18. The boy was moving!
I only saw one street guy on the course - he was seated on a milk crate giving the stink eye to all the runners as they went by. Oh, and I did see one female crackhead was yelling "I'm right behind you!" She was scary too. It was Sunday, so there were a bunch of downtown people going to church (we sinners were running....bad runners) and MAN, the outfits!! I saw one guy in this white double breasted suit with gold buttons and shiny, pointed shoes. His date or wife or whatever had a fancy dress with an equally fancy hat. I got the feeling that the dressing up was as important as attending the services, or maybe more so.
After the first 10 miles, there were three 5.4 (?) loops that ran along the riverfront and also into a not-so-nice part of town. It was kind of boring looping like that. When I finally caught up to Robert at mile 18, we ran together for a little while. I finally saw my family shortly before that, and that was a huge boost. My son and daughter, mom and dad, brother and family. There's nothing like support at the end of a marathon, it's so important. So on the way back, I pushed a little harder, "only" having a 10k to go. My hamstring started cramping at mile 21 and 23 so I had to back down a little more than I wanted to. I used four Gu's and needed them all. There was a beer stop at mile 23 and I had about 1/4 of a cup for fun.
Saw no one I knew at the finish line which was kind of a bummer. My family didn't make it back in time and Robert had fallen behind.
Overall, a good experience, difficult, sweaty, painful, but fun in a weird kind of way. Wonder where the next one will be???
After a good night of sleep, we arrived at Frawley Stadium (start/finish area) at 6 a.m. We were wandering around the parking lot, just trying to keep our legs moving and checking out the area. Saw some locals there and some strange sights as well. One strange sight was this guy - let me try to explain this - He had white shorts pulled up to mid-belly, with this very tight, very wide waistband - picture the shorts that boxers wear. (Not boxer shorts...boxing shorts.)He had one white kneesock on and I guess a regular sock on the other foot. No shirt. This is what I saw initially - the high shorts, kneesock and no shirt. Not all that strange, even though it was chilly in the morning. Robert said - "he's got his race number PINNED TO HIS CHEST".
Huh? What do you mean, pinned to his chest??
So I (unfortunately) got a better look - and yes, the number was PINNED TO HIS CHEST. I've seen guys with nipple rings attach the safety pins to the rings before, so that wouldn't have been so much of a surprise, but THIS guy had the safety pins THROUGH HIS SKIN. If you don't believe me, there's a shot of him in the photo album at races2run.com. I tried to look (without getting to close or staring) and from what I could see, it was through the skin - with no blood. I don't know if he was some kind of undead vampire or some freaky s&m dude or what. It was completely gross. And, as it often seems for me, the minute I recognize a sight like this, the chances of me being thrown into this person's path again and again rises exponentially. During the first ten miles I kept noticing him in my peripheral vision. At one point as we were running by the beautiful Brandywine River, he was inches from me. I could have touched his undead arm to my left. I immediately broke into a sprint just to get myself away from the general area. (Shiver).
My feet started to go numb at mile 7. No idea why, and it only got worse. I would wiggle my toes to keep them from going to sleep and that helped, but after a while, I just stopped. So it became like running with cinder blocks attached to my ankles.
At mile 10, I stopped to wipe my face with a sweat towel I left at a friend's "tent" that was set up for the race. Robert didn't stop, and that was the last I saw him until about mile 18. The boy was moving!
I only saw one street guy on the course - he was seated on a milk crate giving the stink eye to all the runners as they went by. Oh, and I did see one female crackhead was yelling "I'm right behind you!" She was scary too. It was Sunday, so there were a bunch of downtown people going to church (we sinners were running....bad runners) and MAN, the outfits!! I saw one guy in this white double breasted suit with gold buttons and shiny, pointed shoes. His date or wife or whatever had a fancy dress with an equally fancy hat. I got the feeling that the dressing up was as important as attending the services, or maybe more so.
After the first 10 miles, there were three 5.4 (?) loops that ran along the riverfront and also into a not-so-nice part of town. It was kind of boring looping like that. When I finally caught up to Robert at mile 18, we ran together for a little while. I finally saw my family shortly before that, and that was a huge boost. My son and daughter, mom and dad, brother and family. There's nothing like support at the end of a marathon, it's so important. So on the way back, I pushed a little harder, "only" having a 10k to go. My hamstring started cramping at mile 21 and 23 so I had to back down a little more than I wanted to. I used four Gu's and needed them all. There was a beer stop at mile 23 and I had about 1/4 of a cup for fun.
Saw no one I knew at the finish line which was kind of a bummer. My family didn't make it back in time and Robert had fallen behind.
Overall, a good experience, difficult, sweaty, painful, but fun in a weird kind of way. Wonder where the next one will be???
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