Today I had my mams grammed. It was a man that invented that machine and ex-women's prison guards are hired to conduct the procedure, I know it! I don't think anything spewed out........just felt like it was going to. Sorry for that gross graphic, but, hey guys, maybe you get the picture, ok, you're right...nothing would help you guys, I just got the mental image of a guy with eyes bulging and tongue hanging out side of the mouth. You ladies though, if you are being all that you can be without being in the Army, then surely you have been through this. If not.....GO DO IT! Should have said that first after warning them to stop reading. Two weeks ago, I had my papparazzi test.So..........the way I see it. The two areas that are always blurred out on tv should be good, for now.
Why, you ask, no painting updates, duh, have been too busy lately with deadlines of other things. I must get some painting done in the next few days. Should have the one I am working on complete in a day or two. Check back to see!
ARTIST UNPLUGGED..............mundane ramblings of an artist, wife, mom and Mema
Thursday, June 26, 2008
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
A Look Through the Ages
Our family's birthdays are in June, July, August and September. The run kicks off with VolleyGirl and this past Sunday was her 15th birthday. Although she continues to be a trusted teenager and has never given us any reason to worry (thank you God, seriously). Seeing her develop into a beautiful young woman each day combined with the milestone of reaching the age of receiving a driver's permit has brought a few images to mind:
Multiple deadbolts on her bedroom door
Customized polyester loose fitting pantsuit
If you have any connections with how I can take care of any of the above, please, let me know.
As for BigBoy, he turns 20 the first of September. Not any particular milestone there, leaving his teen years, the year before he is legal. Here again, we have surely been blessed with a good young man. So next year there will be two milestone ages reached by our offspring: 16 and 21. Whoa.
SuperSpouse is one year younger than I am and likes to remind others and me....which I quickly respond that the maturity and wisdom shows...on me! I always tend to look ahead to what age I will be next year and next year is the BIG one for me, 5-0. Gulp. I don't like it. I feel like a tweener, not the ones that are not quite teens but not little girls, no, the ones that aren't seniors but not young either. Yeah, yeah, I know, you're as young as you feel. Don't go there, with a total knee replacement on hold, degenerative disc disease and going through the big M on the early side, I feel more like, well......not in the sunset of the 40s! Funny thing, when worse your back gets, the stronger gravity becomes...I drop everything. I can't even call it midlife, how could that be, how many people do you know that lived to be 100? Huh? No, I probably am well past midlife, that kind of came to mind just yesterday. Just what is it like? First, it requires Penzoil motor oil in to keep that silky sheen on your legs and feet. I may as well bathe in it. Forget eating, just smelling the food causes you to gain weight. The memory. What memory. I tried to be nice to an elderly man: he hit on me. Even I know it sounds stupid when I use the cool words, the young people do. The clothes: not old enough for the shoes like nurses used to wear, can't walk in the younger, hipper ones. You don't really want to know any more. The good thing is, by my age, you don't give a crap anymore what anyone thinks. The offspring, they are still plenty young enough that I can embarrass them.
Here's a tip for those of you that would be purchasing birthday cards for our family next year. Go down to the section for milestones: 16, 21 and 50. For SuperSpouse, buy a whole bunch of cards about gas or bulldogs and you're good. He will enjoy them all. Please, hold off on the cane, prune juice, reading glasses and denture cream for me, but if you find a good deal on a case of motor oil......
Installing a GPS somewhere on her body
Iron bars on her bedroom windowMultiple deadbolts on her bedroom door
Customized polyester loose fitting pantsuit
If you have any connections with how I can take care of any of the above, please, let me know.
As for BigBoy, he turns 20 the first of September. Not any particular milestone there, leaving his teen years, the year before he is legal. Here again, we have surely been blessed with a good young man. So next year there will be two milestone ages reached by our offspring: 16 and 21. Whoa.
SuperSpouse is one year younger than I am and likes to remind others and me....which I quickly respond that the maturity and wisdom shows...on me! I always tend to look ahead to what age I will be next year and next year is the BIG one for me, 5-0. Gulp. I don't like it. I feel like a tweener, not the ones that are not quite teens but not little girls, no, the ones that aren't seniors but not young either. Yeah, yeah, I know, you're as young as you feel. Don't go there, with a total knee replacement on hold, degenerative disc disease and going through the big M on the early side, I feel more like, well......not in the sunset of the 40s! Funny thing, when worse your back gets, the stronger gravity becomes...I drop everything. I can't even call it midlife, how could that be, how many people do you know that lived to be 100? Huh? No, I probably am well past midlife, that kind of came to mind just yesterday. Just what is it like? First, it requires Penzoil motor oil in to keep that silky sheen on your legs and feet. I may as well bathe in it. Forget eating, just smelling the food causes you to gain weight. The memory. What memory. I tried to be nice to an elderly man: he hit on me. Even I know it sounds stupid when I use the cool words, the young people do. The clothes: not old enough for the shoes like nurses used to wear, can't walk in the younger, hipper ones. You don't really want to know any more. The good thing is, by my age, you don't give a crap anymore what anyone thinks. The offspring, they are still plenty young enough that I can embarrass them.
Here's a tip for those of you that would be purchasing birthday cards for our family next year. Go down to the section for milestones: 16, 21 and 50. For SuperSpouse, buy a whole bunch of cards about gas or bulldogs and you're good. He will enjoy them all. Please, hold off on the cane, prune juice, reading glasses and denture cream for me, but if you find a good deal on a case of motor oil......
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
Kind of a Grind
Slowly, but surely, I am finishing these maytagaramas. It is somewhat of a grind, though I am thankful to have the work but am eager to do other subject matter. Naturally, ideas are popping into my head constantly! I am also very anxious to do some watercolor. It has been more than a while since I have done that but I'm game! Thursday, June 5, 2008
By the way......
What, you say? Two posts on the same day, yeah, I have other things to do but how could I not share the latest photo of SuperSpouse's beautiful boy. See how big he is, how handsome, how muscular. You can tell, can't you? That young man petting him isn't bad either!!!!! Who did you think I was describing? What did I tell you, he is the Canine Messiah if there ever was one! My fave is still the man-child, BigBoy.
Spin Cycle
"I keep bleedin', keep, keep bleedin' lint, I keep bleedin', keep, keep bleedin lint." Yes, that is a slight twist on a chorus from a popular song. Fitting, I thought. Grand total was 24 loads in a 7 day period! This week looks like it is going to fall into a more normal week. The red photo is one of the "maytagaramas" that is about 95% complete, if the moons light up just right today, I should complete it and start another. The next one, with a blue background, is complete. Finally, I am gaining some speed in my work and learning to do a good job, maybe not perfect, but good. This is a business deal for me and I want to do a really good job but have to find a balance. These are 2x3 foot paintings and are priced very generously for my client. Having a number of them to do, trying not to dwell on my perfectionism yet not compromising my work is a challenge. So far, I am pleased and predict the client will be also.
Yesterday, SuperSpouse invited me to ride along on a day business trip that was about an hour and a half one way drive. We had lunch at a very nice, small cajun restaurant located in an outside shopping mall. SS went his way and left me behind to shop. I spent my time at Ross, DSW, Ulta and World Bazaar. Picked up a couple of bargains at DSW and Ross. It was a nice diversion for a day.
Sunday, June 1, 2008
Living My Paintings
I have recently been working on a series of paintings for a friend to help spruce up their business site. It is challenging for me in several ways. First, it is a bit difficult to find the hours I need to paint. Second, I am not a quick artist, to say the least. Perfection is my goal, and thanks to "art being subjective", I can say that I often achieve it! I do not have unlimited time to complete my "maytagaramas", as I like to call these. I have been jumping from one to another, so as to not get too frustrated working on certain areas. Hopefully, I will gain much more than just monetary gain doing these. Perhaps I will stretch my abilities, gain some speed and mostly GET MORE DISCIPLINED in my discipline. Did I mention that I am not the most disciplined in my time, I will wander occasionally. Not from SuperSpouse, (footnote: we just celebrated our silver anniversary last Thursday, yes, I married at 12, to explain my obvious youthfulness, heh, heh ) but from my tasks I can wander. In defense of myself at present, BigBoy and VolleyGirl are both home and wash and taxi services have skyrocketed! Point - I have washed 23 loads in the last week...ironic, don't you think, since I am painting old washers? This one is about 70% complete.
Tell me how you like the place now. Thought it was a good time for a new, fresh, clean look for the summer. Gotta paint........right after I check the laundry, run by Lowe's and Publix!
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