Slow start Monday

I am still waiting on that phone call and becoming impatient. Ali woke up with a really bad migraine this morning so the day started very slow, but soon I will get down in the studio. Plus Bixby is really needing attention today and with the trick that Ali taught him which is to jump on your lap while you are working on the computer makes it awfully hard to type and work. He is now currently sitting on my lap which he is a bit big to do and he keeps licking my hands. I am definitely going down to the new cafe today to present myself as an artist they should show so maybe I can sell some more pieces.

I did a google search for myself today to find out everywhere I am on the web and every time I do this I find something new about myself. I applied to be in a book a year ago or more and I thought I was denied, turns out I was wrong or they sent the wrong letter because I am in it and one of the featured listings. WTF seems like a pretty important thing for me at this point in my career to know about so I am glad I decided to Google. I also found that I went back 19 pages deep which seems like a good thing to me, now just to do the same for general art term searches. I will update later hopefully with a few completed pieces and to say how the cafe turns out. Bye Mom I will give a call as soon as I hear anything!

Wow have I been bad about Posting

I have been lame about posting lately and my only real excuses are the weather is getting nicer and nicer, and I took a really crappy job so I am not to enthusiastic about writing because it will become whining. I also have some new things on the horizon and do not want to talk about them because I am quite a superstitious person. I can only say it involves a job and residence, which leads me to say I am quite proud of my younger sister who purchased her first house. We gave her a lot of crap growing up, and she turned out to be super successful, and I always knew I would be the one lagging behind chasing flawed dreams, but you are who you are.

I started the beginning of a put off project this weekend because Ali is in Dallas and I wanted to surprise her. Theproject is refinishing a desk we bought last summer at an estate sale for $35 and it is a huge wooden desk. You could land a plane on it, and it has a door on the right side where you open it and in the inside is a flip out shelf where you could store a very heavy typewriter. I am at the dilemma to keep this element or exchange it with a couple of shelves for cds and what ever. The varnish is coming off fairly easy with sanding because I don't want to use and stripping chemicals because I know the dog will somehow get to the desk and lick it, plus that crap is just nasty stuff. This desk has some really great dove tails and other details which means sanding will slow down quickly cause I will need to pull out the dremel for a bit and hand sand at the end. I also do not have a belt sander at the moment and really need to invest in one or borrow one hopefully to speed up the large flat surfaces.

I am ready to start another series of paintings of birds I have finished one for a present and have four more canvases to go. One of them will be for a long over due wedding present so three will be available to purchase.

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*Note - WB Mason commercials should rank up there for the dumbest series of commercials ever!

I took a bunch of new photos of Rockefeller State Park yesterday, but only a little over a hundred because my battery died, Bixby was trying to kill himself, and I had to carry his ass for about a half mile because I thought he was dying. He only knocked himself senseless and has fully recovered thank goodness. I have to say that like many others Bixby and my 2009 has sucked so far so it has to get better, right?

Ok that is all for now so keep on going it will get better I promise!

St. Paddy's Day

I believe this is how it is supposed to be for an artist, but I mainly find myself doing the opposite. Writing and applying to teaching positions, applications to different studies, grants, and of course the blog. This weekend though I was able to complete the painting i had told you about on Friday and my technique .

I think it came out pretty well and it began another series of simpler paintings while working on the bird drawings, and soon will start a series of woodcuts that have NO birds in them. The other small paintings and this one are listed on Art Fire and 1000Markets right now, and will go up on Etsy when there are enough people online.



Not much has happened beyond the standard normal affairs. Saturday went to a dinner where the host was on an Atkins diet and found out that I don't like whipped cauliflower or blood meat soup with broccoli. The steak was good, but I could have used a couple of beers. Seriously the "We hardly ever drink alcohol" gets pretty lame, or "You are going to drink the whole beer by yourself?" , yes I have been asked that by certain individuals here in New York. Which leads me to let everyone know the Ecuadorians love the Irish. Happy St. Paddy's Day!!! I love the Irish, in fact my Mom's family comes from there, but at the same time FUCK all the Irish living in America! Your family came here how many generations ago? If you showed up in Ireland they are going to call you a Yank, and will never see you as a fellow Leprechaun. I do like the Irish though especially when they are passed out in doorways, it makes for an amusing sight. You want to see this? If you are in the south suburbs of Chicago go to a town called Oak Lawn, take a left from 95th st heading South onto Ridgeland Avenue, and right after the train tracks on you right hand side (West) is a bar called the Fiddler's Elbow, and if I said the name I would have to do a jig while grabbing my elbow , rules are rules, and in this bar you will meet some real working Irish right off the goddamn raft they made and sailed to this country. I brought my friend here once who has no Irish blood, and he had a shoe thrown at him within five minutes of being there. He also for some dumb ass reason ordered a Corona in an Irish Bar? They were all confused and offered him a non-alcoholic beer thinking that was what a Corona is. I tried making him go dance for being such a dumb-ass and ordering that crappy beer, that stuff sucks.

OK, that was my ode of a paragraph to the Irish and my drinking.

I am going to go and take care of stuff, so I can get in the studio so Piece until tomorrow!