Today was the first day of my new “Home & Garden” sculpture class. I started a BIG rabbit for my first piece and it should be done and set to dry next week.
but but but
I don’t know what I’m going to do for the next piece. It’s a 12 wk course, so I hope to be fabulously productive.
any suggestions? more rabbits? gargoyles? vultures? birdbath? cute little kitties…er…nah.
It shouldn’t surprise people who know us that Brni and I had a somewhat unconventional wedding. After living together for about 5 or 6 years, we decided to get married. Rather than go to a JP or have a regular wedding, we had a “Double Shotgun Wedding and Hitchin’ Party” after some friends remarked that they’d have to train a shotgun on both of us to get us married.
So we had a theme party. It was a covered dish, byob affair, followed by hot-tubbing and a sleep-over.
And this is the guy we hired to be our wedding singer. Last time we saw him, he was touring with Ani DiFranco. He’s irreverent, inappropriate, and one of the sweetest guys I’ve met. When he got to the party he said he knew he was in the right place when he saw the “bride” (dat be me) was barefoot.
So…watch some videos. To get them to work, I had to click on the reload button (little turny-arrow thing on the lower left of the screens) and then click the play button. The streaming format seems to be a little flakey.
It’s a sad thing, something I’m convinced of by what’s been going on at these so-called town meetings and “demonstrations.” I’m glad people of Carter’s caliber are beginning to call it for what it is. I don’t think racism is the only reason this is going on, but it’s certainly the big, unspoken one.
This is from a facebook friend…
Loki and I had a grand time at the Green Lane Scottish/Irish festival today. We watched Brni and his classmates murder 2 liter soda bottles with swords; communed with a golden eagle who eagle-eyed Loki; petted a pot bellied pig while Loki stood nose to snout in wonder; ate amazing fish and chips by a Nessie inhabited lake.
On the way out, a boxer fell in love with Loki and she broke his heart without ceremony.
the cicadas living in my yard are insane. they are everywhere and they cry in waves and then they drop from the trees onto my deck where the dog plays with them as a cat would, only a bit more enthusiastically, as dogs do.
here are three i saved from loki’s frantic love.
Croneswood Art 