Barter

New easel.
New lane.

Yesterday I bartered (with a sword collecting craftsman), a small painting of an oryx for a handmade wooden easel. Very successful barter, let's keep up the good work. Too bad I couldn't seem to use it indoors here at the plant farm today... Can people really-truly love central air conditioning? I mean on a beautiful day in April. Too early, too stale, too icy (I share a thermostat with some other people). So I bartered my indoor time with a grand walk down our new lane. Worth it. 

Paper 2

I searched everywhere (kind of) for photos that my eye doctor emailed me of my retina. They are neat and deserved a post. I can't find them, but I found this little drawing on one of the million scrap-piece-collectibles around. Reminiscent of a bad, ominous day. Cocoon in the car. January. Rain. Cold. Haphazard decision of home-searching with once [hazardous] roommates. I drew it in the backseat of my own car, and this woman has no eye to have a retina image of. Just a lot of popular aesthetic going on. And tomorrow (that is today) is a fresh new Easter, with none of the aforementioned dread.

Beach Drawing

I came across Jim Denevan in this month's issue of Reader's Digest while I was trying to find one of their post-article snippet's called Have I Got a Deal for You! It was here they listed that on Ebay, "a jar allegedly containing a ghost" was bid to $50,922. (their source, pigjockey.com). But then I saw a photo of Jim Denevan's work in their BEST OF AMERICA articles. Ephemeral art; landscape art; site specific art. Impressive. So is that ghost, and I hate ghosts.

Floral Pageantry

Where can I get to the next local Floral Pageant... just like in this Bermuda poster I'm currently obsessing over? Courtesy of bermuda-online.org, for any of you kids in 7th grade out there doing a report.

Learning to Suffer 102.

Being hot in the winter was a true luxury. Let's make some more art.