Tuesday, August 6, 2013

Dog Days of Summer

With a title like that, I must start this post with a poodle:


That's my girl.

This post is going to be a short mish-mash of nonsense, and for that I apologize right now.  A lot has been happening in my little world, and this past week I wasn't sure if I was coming or going.  On the good side, we had a spectacular event at work last Thursday evening.  Rough estimates are that between 300 and 400 people came through the door.  Yessirree.  And my painting sold.  One more time?  My painting sold.  HA!  Thank you Donna!  I never got a picture of the wall with all the Bigfork paintings, and since mine is such an oddball size it is hard to photograph by itself.  This is the best I could do:


Derek named it "Locally Grown."  It is interesting how many people have commented (positively) on that painting.  I shall start another one ASAP.

Also on the good front, remember "Sheepsies?"  My very first sheep paintings.  They sold over the weekend.  YAY!  I REALLY need to start painting again.  The giant rooster is still in the sauna - not sure I am ready to pull that one out again yet.

On the crafty front, here is the project I mentioned:


I rounded up five clear glass vases, one from home (who knew I had a vase on top of my refrigerator?), one from the garage down at the house, one from work and two from Derek's girlfriend Mandie.  I cleverly applied rubber bands, then sprayed them with several coats of glass frosting.  Yes, I saw this idea on facebook and pilfered it.  Here is a finished product:



I'm not sure how durable the glass frosting is, although one of the suggested uses on the can is for the inside of bathroom windows or shower doors.  I like how they came out.

On the irritating front, here is a picture of one of my window boxes at home as it looks now:



Were the deer using my window boxes as their own personal buffet?  Yes.  Did this piss me off?  Yes.  Did I replace my flowers with silk flowers?  Yes.  Did I show THEM?  Yes.  Hmmmfph.

Lastly, on the bad front, my dad is back in the hospital and it is looking a bit grim.  I don't want to talk about it now, because it is weighing too heavy on my mind.  I think this is part of the reason why I haven't been painting.  There's a lot of turmoil up in my head; I wish I could go to my happy place with a glass of bubbly and a palette knife and let it all go for a while.

P.S.  I don't want to end on a sad note, so I will end with a teaser.  There is other news on the good front but, again, I don't want to talk about it yet.  I don't want to jinx anything....!

1 comment:

  1. HUGS from Thaddeus, Monster and me!

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