The letter I haven’t sent
A couple of weeks ago, Key and I moved up in the run order and thus got into a nosework trial. I was excited and pleased. The drive was about…
Tara Choate Fallow
Fallow: (of farmland) plowed and harrowed but left unsown for a period in order to restore its fertility as part of a crop rotation or to avoid surplus production. It’s…
Pluviophile
Noun: Someone who loves the rain, who finds joy and peace of mind in rainy days. I have a list of potential blog titles, and when I came across this…
Layers
Some of you may notice that I didn’t post last week. That was a deliberate decision on my part. I had made it through a week of work and then…
Wound-i-er and wind-i-er
It’s been a busy week here at the Choate Den. Let’s do a recap and see if I can present a lesson. (Spoiler: I actually do!) Strada September Challenge As…
What I meant to write
Art shows always seem to come at the same time. Feast or famine. It would be great to have one a month, but it’s more likely you’ll have five in…
Overcommitted and brief
I had every intention of writing a big long post, because I have lots to report and many paintings. And the day and weekend caught up with me. And my…
So now what?
For the last three weeks, I’ve been exploring the idea of artistic style. Week one was about determining if my style was noticeable. Week two explored what elements of style…
A plan forms (in the middle)
As usual, I came up with a plan for this series someplace in the middle of the process. I’ve had the idea for a series on painting style for a…