This weekend I drove down to the Lincoln City Cultural Center to see the Seventh Generation panomural as presented by the Elizabeth Jones Gallery. Hundreds of artists are joining to create For the Seventh Generation: a free-standing, two-foot by mile-long painting dedicated to ocean protection. When the mural is complete, every mile of the California, Oregon, and Washington coastline will…
When I was about 8, we had a little “puddle jumper” truck (Mazda.) Dad would drive, I’d sit in the center, and Mom would take the passenger side. Dad took the opportunity to start teaching me how to drive. We’d be coming to an intersection, and he’d have me listen for the changes in the engine and shift gears when…
I arrived home ahead of schedule on Wednesday and just sort of collapsed. I took the dog and about three absolute necessities into the house, got into the shower, and then into bed. Thursday I unloaded the car, hauled things into the house, and dealt with the tire situation. I sorted through some laundry and reassembled the toiletry/medication storage in…
Again, the focus of the day was the painting workshop. More about that in a minute. But Key and I did take a little birding expedition after the workshop and before dinner, so I have a few photos to show. There was also a reservoir with an abundance of waterfowl, but there was no way to get close enough (at…
It’s a pretty, boring post today. It was the first day of the Peggy Judy workshop and I forgot to take pictures of the paintings I worked on. You’ll have to settle for a few photos of the scenery nearby. I’ve all but decided to skip the Moab/Arches/Canyonland leg of the journey. Word is that there isn’t a lot of…
I’m on the verge (four sleeps, but who’s counting) of leaving on vacation. I’ve spend the weekend cleaning the car out and re-setting for “trip mode.” I’ve made lists and begun to pack what I can. I’ve been browsing sites to see if something better could be along the route. And frankly, I’ve driven myself nuts. I’m thoroughly sick of…
As I mentioned a couple of weeks ago, I am not having the best health season. Tuesday I broke down and WENT to see the doctor. While he was very sympathetic and listened to my concerns, the diagnosis is a severe asthma flare up. I don’t know, and it doesn’t matter, if it was allergies, the COVID shots, a sinus…
You know how they say that bad things happen in threes? Let me tell you a story and you can tell me if you think I’m done. Monday I received a notice from the Oregon Unemployment Department (more about this later) that I had an unemployment claim in. Someone is using my information to try to scan unemployment. Much form…
This morning I sat down at my computer and received a message from my friend Ruth Buchanan. “Hey Tara. Hope you, Key, and the cats are OK. How the the art going in the new house? I have a favour to ask. I can’t get my favourite sketching pencils here at the moment. They are General Sketch and Wash (588).…
I had a pretty productive week on the painting front. Not because I was disciplined or anything like that. But I did get a little surge of inspiration. Inspiration 1 On Tuesday, a work friend (I work with awesome people) put on Facebook that she had to say good bye to her heart horse, Smoke, at 32 years old (this…