Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time; And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death. Out, out brief candle! Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player That struts and frets his hour upon the stage And then is heard no more: it is a tale Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, Signifying nothing. -- Macbeth, Act 5, Scene 5
Frankie and Slim
Thursday, September 30, 2010
TEACH THE CHILDREN WELL
The family then proceeded to the buffet, filled their plates, came back to the table and waited until all were seated to join hands and say the blessing before their meal.
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
A TASTE OF PIONEER DAYS
We went to Ft. Scott, KS on Saturday for the annual Pioneer Days celebration. Ron loves to look at the old tractors and early machines. He almost bought a huge rock crusher but gave it a little more thought and will keep looking.
My favorite event is the horse pull. This video gives a little taste of the fair and also the thrill of watching teams of horses. Some of the teams weigh almost two ton each and pull sleds of huge concrete blocks with more blocks added each time around.
Friday, September 24, 2010
Say hello to Sneaky Pete. This is one of Boomer's kittens born in June. If you will remember Boomer moved her kittens to the neighbor's house but Boomer continued to show up here for breakfast. This week Boomer has had this little critter follow her to breakfast. The 3 month old kitten is very afraid of me. Perhaps there is no memory of having been born here. I call this kitten Sneaky Pete because he/she sneaks behind something and keeps eyes on me constantly until I leave the barn.
It just so happens there is another "Pete" in blogland today. Before I posted this I saw Lynn at Good Things Happened had posted about Brother Pete.
I am making every effort to catch up on my blog reading as I slow down a bit on my Portraits. Hope everyone has a great weekend.
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
I was proud of this work and am glad to have it back among my treasures. If you don't know, EAGHL is also Granny Annie:)
Valeria is a marvelous artist and I saw this drawing on her blog and hoped it would be coming to me. It holds my favorite bright colors and a striking nude is almost revealed.
Could any of you doubt who did this beauty? Of course it is Ily and must be a self-portrait. "Salud" is the title of this lovely painting as she says to us every day on her blog...Cheers!
This is continued on the next two posts.
DRUM ROLL PG. 2
NOVEMBER SONG by Shay
I had a blue-eyed love –
In the heart of winter, we’d meet;
Crystal snow spread across our bed,
And river ice beneath.
I’m reminded by the cold and leaden sky –
My blue-eyed love and I.
I had a green-eyed love –
In the heart of summer, we’d meet;
Lillies spread across our bed,
And drowning depths beneath.
I’m reminded by unforgiving July –
My green-eyed love and I.
I had a black-eyed love –
In the heart of Autumn we’d meet;
Wind blows leaves spread across our bed,
And only the earth beneath.
(?) the desire that lives nor dies –
My black-eyed love and I.I think I only missed one word in trying to transcribe this beautiful poem by Shay. If you have seen her work before you know that she is a gifted and talented poet who reaches inside her soul for the beauty of this work. Now I own this copy in the poet's own hand.
Doreen blessed me with two pages of her art and I could not be more thrilled. It wears me out just to try to imagine how much time this intricate work take her.
DRUM ROLL PG. 3
Wouldn't it be great if I could enlarge this and frame it and put it on my wall with all my other chicken memorabilia. Did Serena know her subject or what?
Carmen obviously got to know me before she did her work and picked out my favorite thing. I hope you can tell how amazing both pages are from my pictures. (I can't find Carmen's blog link anymore. Can anyone help me?)
Holland has given me a forever memory of my little goat Tandy Kid on the day he was born. So sweet and clean and pink. What a great painting to have when he grows into a smelly old billy goat. What a crowning glory to complete my long awaited project book.
Here is a link to my ArtBistro page that shows all the work I have done in the other books if you are interested.
Friday, September 17, 2010
CLOSING THE BOOK
Meanwhile I am involved in another project and have already gotten into trouble. I posted the pictures I had drawn on my ArtBistro site and I also posted the photographs of each subject only that was a major "no-no". I had to take the photographs down, which I did post haste. I can display my work just not the subjects. I am a bad girl
Saturday, September 11, 2010
Friday, September 10, 2010
WE'LL BE EATING CATFISH ANYWAY
Friday, September 03, 2010
DON'T PUT ON THOSE DANCIN' SHOES IF THEY ARE WHITE
Have I been absent from blogging because I don't have proper shoes? Nope, I have been absent because Scarlet Ily has been kind enough to introduce me to an online Portrait Party and I am churning out my marker art portraits right and left. I had to submit samples of my work and be accepted in the project and wonder of wonders, I was accepted and now my life is ruled by scotch whiskey and the fumes of permanent markers. Could be the reason for the impending fishing trip. Ron probably thinks I need to get out of here.
Many of your are aware of our sketch book project that is coming to a close and hopefully we'll all be showing the work we have done and the art that is coming back to us in the form of other's artwork. It has been unbelievably fun and uplifting and that is why I am so happy to have this new project to take its place
Meanwhile in the chicken world, Jack Bauer has been overthrown as King Rooster by Chicklet. If you remember, Chicklet is one of two chicks of the late Elenore Hen. Chicklet has just been biding his time by pretending friendship and obedience to Jack Bauer while all the time it appears he and Daryl (the previous ruler before Jack arrived) have been plotting this coup d etat.
One of our grandnephew's Owen turned two yesterday and I had to attach this photo of his cousin Olive, one of our grandnieces, wishing him a Happy Birthday.
My absence from blogland will probably continue for a while so don't forget about me. I am thinking of all of you and while wishing everyone a splendid weekend, I am especially wishing a safe weekend for my US friends as we celebrate Labor Day on Monday.