Speaking of none of that, here is one thing about photography that I find fascinating:
This beastie has been parked out front for about a week:
Isn't it awesome?
Roxie and I used this bad boy as a background for a mini photo shoot yesterday. I felt like I was taking her senior pictures.
Bones came over for a little bit, too. He is such a sweet boy. Poodle is going to miss him when we move, so we need to arrange some play dates at the halfway point. Like Nebraska. Where is Nebraska, anyway? I need a map.
I have some paintings to show you. Did I ever post a picture of the griffin? It has been in the questionable pile so I forgot about it. Found it again yesterday and decided it was worthy of another coat of varnish. But I forgot to take a picture. And I don't have a picture of the hot mess, either. Yes, a hot mess. It's a rooster that, ... well, he defies explanation. I will show you that one later, too. You get the good with the bad here, people. Here is some good:
It's a small piece, 7" wide by 5" high, but I like it. And so do you. Last but not least is another one I painted for my dad. I don't know what to call it yet, but I love that the heart is the color of Spam. I want to have this printed as postcards or notecards.
And that's all she wrote. For today.