Totally Excited

I'm off to paint this morning ...
then to work to finish EVERYTHING on my desk...
then to the store to exchange my brand new (malfunctioning) camera...
then home to clean house and do ALL the laundry...
then to gather my kit for on-the-road sketching and watercolor...
then to pack my clothes...
then MONDAY...after much anticipation and excitement...
after what will be a VERY long day at work (even though I will leave early)...

I'll be off to Florida, to be with my daughter...

and await the arrival of my FIRST GRANDBABY!!!

Believe me. You guys are going to be just SICK of baby pictures when this is all said and done with.

Wish us luck and keep us in your thoughts and prayers. Talk to you all soon!

True Story

Dear Blogger Buddies,
The worst part about being absent for so long is that it is so dang AWKWARD starting back.
But I started back today.
Today I squeezed some magenta paint into a palette.
Then work called, so...
TRUE STORY.  Stay tuned.
Love,
Linda (The Slacker)

I've been working on a little series of portraits in a small "folder" style journal since about mid January. (Starting with the little portrait I posted earlier.) This past Friday night I couldn't find my palette of gouache anywhere, and after turning the house upside down, gave up the search and just filled an extra empty palette with fresh paint, with the plan of finishing up the book Saturday afternoon. It wasn't until Saturday afternoon that I realized my little book of finished portraits was also missing.

Gone. And I can't imagine where it could be... except that I've been doing a LOT of housecleaning which has involved throwing a lot of stuff away...

Sigh. I'm starting over from scratch.

Oddly, I'm not terribly upset that it's gone missing. Don't know what's up with THAT.

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Other news -- Diahn and I have had a little photography project going this year where we've done a photo a day of ... well, of whatever we see that day. We call the project "Quirk" and would love to invite you all over to take a peek.

Hmmmm... maybe I need to look through all my photos for clues to my missing sketchbook...

Promises

I did this a month ago, and haven't drawn much of anything since. But I look at it and it makes me happy. Something about it feels like the direction I want to go this year.

BUT ... if you are expecting New Year's resolutions and goals for 2010 ... well, it just ain't happening right now.

Diahn and I met up today and talked about how we normally set goals this time of year. She didn't quite read me the riot act about my lack of blog posts this past month, but she very firmly and sweetly pointed out that I was a dismal disappointment. A slacker, you might say. And I had to agree. So I PROMISE to do better!!! And while we don't have major goals, we might have a little no-stress project to play with this year -- an idea that we're just tossing around right now. To be quite honest, I'm still a bit overwhelmed with life, and have to get through my "to-do list" before I can think about doing much more!

My To Do List:

Pick out new floors for my downstairs and get them installed so I can finally get this house straightened back up!

I have a new dining room set in my living room -- the old dining room furniture is still in the dining room waiting to get put up on Craig's List. Maybe I'd have better luck getting to the drawing table if I wasn't climbing over an extra dining room table. You think?

Good Will can expect a major donation, as I am going through my entire house and getting rid of stuff that I don't use. I've already done a couple of rooms, but my closet is ... well, let's just say that it is a bit full.

I have to get caught up on some things at work. Seriously.

AND THEN I can think about art projects. Big ones, that is.

Still. I have major art guilt right now about not keeping up the sketching habit, so I'll be starting that back up. And I think little gouache paintings on tan paper, like the one above, are a good starting point for now. Promise.

Ahem

Ahem.
Again, I've been gone for a while. But I can't let Christmas pass without posting my favorite song, now, can I?
Have a Merry Christmas everyone!

Home Again

Back home tonight after a full day of travel. I'm glad to be home, but on the other hand, I could have stayed on the beach for a little while longer... yes, I sure could have stayed.

Wet

The Gulf of Mexico. The water into which I dropped my cell phone yesterday.

Electronics do not mix with salt water.

Blogging from Panera in Panama City Beach - no internet at the hotel. See you guys later!

On The Road

Florida bound! We just checked into our hotel in Georgia -- I'm so excited, I'm not sure I'll sleep at all tonight...

Carrot Tops

Doodles of carrots in the "junk book," which I remembered to quickly check this time to be sure that no inappropriate language showed up. (sorry about that earlier ... I don't even see the words as words -- they're just background stuff to me here.)

I did these with a brush pen set and a couple of colored pencils. Not sure what I think about the brush pens -- they're okay for something like this but if there's any detail at all I imagine they would be kind of tough.

The carrots ended up in soup. I included the tops in the stock as it simmered and they added a surprisingly pungent and peppery taste that I WILL go for again!

Someplace Else

From a photo of somebody else's vacation. I would like to go out to the desert in the American west and paint these red rocks from life. But for now, I have to figure out the next best step. I need to life the dark green up a bit on the hill on the right -- it looks like I cut it out from construction paper. Other than that ... where to go next? Part of me wants to finish up in ink ... colored pencil ... pastel ... gouache ... or just leave it alone and move on to the next thing? What do you guys think?

Shadow Shot Downtown

After spending the morning painting and then shopping for veggies at the Farmer's Market in Market Square, isn't it nice to find a place to stop and sit and rest your feet? Perhaps having a wonderful cappuccino ... maybe a panini sandwich on fresh bread ... or just a bottle of water with a friend.*

Visit Hey Harriet! for more of this week's shadow shots.

*Next time, Zelma! Next time we'll actually stop and sit down! :-)

Farmers Market

It was such a beautiful morning this morning that Zelma and I skipped out of the last hour and a half of watercolor to go to the Farmers' Market downtown on Market Square.

Yep. I would call this a perfect Saturday. Now if I just had some of Marta's empanadas...

Expect sketches later on - I'm off to work on the scanner now!
:-)

Aaargh

Life has come before art lately, so I was really happy today to have been able to actually SCHEDULE myself a solid hour this evening to work on a good sized watercolor that is very close to being done.

Of course, the very first thing that I had to do was move a few little things off of the drawing table, which has been used more for storage than art lately. The music was playing, the brushes were set up, the painting had been moved close ... very close ... and then ... and then ... sigh. And then I dropped two very big, soft, luscious pastels onto the hardwood floor.

Have you ever seen a glass EXPLODE when dropped onto a hard tile floor? Let me tell you -- lovely big, soft, luscious pastel dropped onto hardwood gives much the same effect, except with brilliantly colored dust rather than glass. Because they exploded so very close to all my watercolor supplies -- oh, no, let me clarify -- they exploded in the area BETWEEN me and my watercolor. It isn't like I could move the painting and then clean up -- oh NO -- I had to gently clean up in order to get to the painting, all the while fretting that turquoise and pink pastel, lovely and luscious that they may be, had gotten onto the gold and orange sections of my painting and ruined a fair amount of work.

And that took well over an hour to do. Sooo... no art tonight.

After that my sister and our friend Marcia came and made me go shopping with them, brutally forcing me to spend at least an hour trying on shoes. Oh the agony.
(hee hee hee)

THAT blue

It has been one of those weeks here, full of ups and downs. Eventful. A full moon kind of thing.

But in the end, the sky really WAS that blue today. In Tennessee of all places.

We went downtown for lunch on Market Square (Soccer Taco -- it was surprisingly good!) and then ended up at Coolato's for WONDERFUL gelato. I had Sicilian Blood Orange Gelato. Is that even legal?

There I noticed these coffee cups on the counter -- and am thinking about turning this one into a series of paintings. What do you guys think?

To A New Home

How nice to come home from work and see, on the counter mixed in with the junk mail and bills, an envelope that contains a check and a happy note from a gallery owner telling you that you sold a painting. Okay. Pretty nice. In fact, it trumped whatever else I was going to blog about tonight!

Miss Vanilla Cupcake -- I never took her picture after she was completely finished -- this is her in her penultimate* phase. In the end, she was warmed up and cropped down for framing and compositional purposes (see below). She was a sweet cow.
:-)
Warm thanks to the folks who decided to give her a good home!

(This is actually closer to the final crop. The silo was a distraction.)

*I had to throw in a word for all you NaNoWriMo people out there when may be running short on inspiration. PENULTIMATE. Use that one in a sentence and see where it takes you...
:-)

Blind Contour Friday

Blind Contour Friday, hosted by the tres talented Diahn.
Well, except that today is Tuesday.
And only a few of these are blind. (The others just kind of look that way.)

Hmmm... what else?
I made soup tonight.

That's all I've got.

Deserted Cafe

I used to just love the looks of this little cafe. When I passed it today, I stopped to photograph it for another project and saw that the door was partway open. There was enough light streaming in to see a little of the inside, and it looked a total wreck. I didn't get too close to the door! It just felt creepy.

I painted this last year when it was still open, when it was colorful and lively and smelled like frying bacon and fresh coffee -- and now I'm very glad I did!

NaBloPoMo 2009

It's November again -- already. And you guys know that means it's time for NaBloPoMo for those of us unwilling (or unable) to spend thirty days trying to write a novel*.

I'm planning on doing a bit of a blog re-do (some of those labels over there are pretty stale) and really need to blow the dust off the header this week. I'm also planning on doing some art this month. I'm going to be taking Kate Johnson's new on-line course this November, and am also working on a couple of paintings that may or may not be fit for public viewing -- we'll have to see how they turn out.

Of course, today, instead of painting I decided to spend a little time making homemade pesto. To make it extra creative, I took photos. Just for you guys.

You're welcome.

Happy November!

*By the way, for those of you who ARE doing NaNoWriMo -- here's some handy links:
Strunk's wonderful book The Elements of Style
and, of course, a Thesaurus, for those occasions when you realize you've used the same adjective six times in two paragraphs.
For those busy late nights when you need to stretch things out to make your word count reach that magic number that lets you shut down and finally drag your sorry ass to bed:
LyricsCafe -- you can squeeze a few hundred words from a good song, and
Every Poet if you would rather resort to classic poetry references to burn up some verbiage.

Again, you're welcome.

Blind Contour Friday

Diahn has re-awakened Blind Contour Fridays over at her place, and I couldn't resist. For the uninitiated, blind contour drawing is an exercise, and the results are rather, um, not pretty. These drawings are done by looking at the object being drawn, NEVER PEEKING at the paper, and, if at all possible, not lifting the pen from the page. They are done as a way of training the eye and hand to work together. Mine are numbered, and I could really tell that #5 felt better than #1!

I did mine in my junk sketch book. Hmmm. I guess I should explain about my junk sketch book, huh?! I was at McKay's (used books) one day a couple of months ago, and as I was leaving I glanced into the reject bin, where they put out books that people have left behind when they didn't meet the criteria for buy back. Free for the taking, these books are thrown out every evening, I guess ... essentially they are destined for the trash. One of my other errands that day was to run pick up some book board for a sketchbook I was binding -- and you surely see where I'm going here... Of course! There in the bin was a trove of perfectly good book board, in pairs that were already cut in handy matching sizes ... I grabbed two books, threw them into the front seat of the car, and finished up my day. I forgot to take the books in, and a few days later needed to make a quick note, so I just picked up one of the books and scribbled in it. Not bad paper. That's when I got the idea to make one of the books my "junk sketchbook" -- the sketchbook that is in no way "precious, precious "and was just for practice and drawing exercises. Recycling, don't you know...

And here's a little something for any of you who need to see a drawing that makes sense. Why did I choose this to paint? I don't know. I live nowhere near a lighthouse. I don't collect lighthouse stuff. In fact, I've never seen this lighthouse at all (other than in a photograph that somebody had) and have no idea where it is. I have no meaningful lighthouse history. I guess lighthouses ARE kind of cool, and it would be neat to drive around and look at them. I live in a light colored house that has lights in it, but that's not the same thing. Really, I just like things silhouetted against the sky, and I really like to occasionally use my red paint. That's it, people ... nothing more than that.

Okay, when you look at them, they ARE cool.
And this was fun.
AND I GOT TO USE MY RED PAINT.

Fallen

BOOM!
Fall has fallen
right into our laps this weekend
with cold and rain and wind.
Oh yeah...