I’m not weighing my soul

Today is weigh-in day. Last week I lost a good chunk of weight for my first weigh-in, and that has helped make this week easier—that and not having a caffeine withdrawal headache all week. Not that this week has been easy; I went grocery shopping yesterday and at one point found myself in the candy

Adaptation

So today I went to the Sound Equine Option’s Ride to Provide Horse Show as a vendor for my art. My goal was to do a dry run of my booth and maybe to get a couple of equine portrait commissions. I arrived and discovered that my booth wouldn’t work. The vendor area was really

Attraction

Today, after work, I made my way across the river to the Oregon Convention Center to view the Gathering of the Guilds. This huge event encompasses the Oregon Potters Association Ceramic Showcase and is flanked by the Creative Metal Arts Guild, Oregon Glass Guild, Guild of Oregon Woodworkers, Portland Bead Society, and Portland Handweavers Guild.

Apparently I can’t K.I.S.S.

Last evening I began a marathon framing session. My $200+ order for frames and mats came in and I set up the living room… and dining room… and kitchen… to get some matting and framing done. Two hours resulted in three framed pieces and one matted image. I have four more paintings to do tonight,

Lazy Sunday, but busy bees

I didn’t do a lot today, though I did make it down to Canemah. At church, our new pastor commented that everywhere in the United States they say “If you don’t like the weather, wait five minutes.” But, he said, “Here you live it!                     Yesterday

The stories I tell

About a year ago I went out to the Woodburn Tulip festival with my family. We had a good time, but they wanted to do more shopping than I did, so I staked out a nice shady spot and people watched for a while. People watching is a delightful sport. It’s a lot like watching

Art Talk

Last Saturday (a week ago) I went to “Art Talk” with Patricia Schmidt. This is a new series of classes that Patricia has designed, intended to help artists like me move to the next level with guided critique and analysis of our paintings. I brought two paintings: “Sizing Up the Competition” and “Delight” (title possibly

Trash Artist

Last Friday I went for a quick walk at lunch. On my way back to the office, a piece of pink surveyor’s tape lodge in the branches of a tree caught my attention. I thought the sheer pink tape blowing in the wind was pretty and had a flight of fancy where I imagined the