Hole-y doughnuts! That took long enough. But here she is! Ain’t she a peach? Literally? I mean, she’s a painting of a peach. And she makes Mister giggle each time he looks at her. Another example…
Notre Romance
This painting was completed a few years ago and is in a private collection. Why am I just now getting around to sharing it? Beats me. Anyhoo, it’s an ode to committed relationships, and I’ve since duplicated…
Renegade Vidalia Onion
My love of the short-seasoned Vidalia Onion means 10-pound bags of the beauties in the trunk of my car. I picked up a bag a few days ago, and I’m happier for it. Anyhoo, I’ve noticed –…
Go Kings Go!
I don’t know what’s happened to me. The other night Mister got home to find me watching hockey. Alone. As in – no one else was here, so I didn’t have to watch hockey. Maybe it’s the…
“Hogwerts”
I barely got the above photo before the light changed. And I feel bad about it, as it definitely required my hands. What can I tell you? I’m a rebel. (I am so not a rebel, but whatevs.)…
D-Squared T-Squared Week 22
No news. Seriously. This one is slow-going. Just because. I think it’s schedules more than anything. As in, Mister and I are both responsible for participating in this painting’s completion, and that means active participation. From 2…
Chain Bridge at Night
I’ve not been to Budapest. I’ve not been to a lot of places, but that’s neither here nor there. Actually, I suppose those places are the very definition of “there,” but that’s not my point. This painting…
Homecoming
I read a fabulous piece in the LA Times (link is here) about professional pallbearers. More common in the American South, it’s a relatively new sight here in the California South. The article delves into the lives…