Wednesday, August 31, 2005
Today's Sketches
I typically don't do sketches first, but with this client I do. Which one do you think she'll like? I like the first one best.    |
Monday, August 29, 2005
Self Portrait of Dreams
 This week's theme at Illustration Friday is "dreams". One of my most favorite paintings that I ever created was "Self Portrait of Dreams" completed a couples years ago. If you would like to view a better image click here. |
Purty Pictures
No purty pictures of camping or of San Juans. BUT. Here's the last two images created for clients: Image for www.theprettypocketbook.com And  Image for www.PoshLifeBeauty.com. As it turns out we didn't make it to the San Juans but went here instead. |
Friday, August 26, 2005
Nothing. No title at all.
| For the first time in a loooooooong time, I can say that my house is kinda cleanish. You see, Mom and Dad are coming into town and really want to "see the house". Apparently, this means I have to clean it. Oh dear. It's 5:45 pm and still much to do. Obviously, this mean I must sit down and type an entry in my blog. So. It's been busy busy busy around here. With camping and company, and sun that desperately needs me to catch it's summertime rays, I have also been busy with work. I'll tell you more about it later. Or not. But for now, it's back to work and cleaning. Going to visit the San Juan Islands tomorrow. I'll take photos. Or not. Just wanted to say hi. |
Wednesday, August 24, 2005
Death to Six Feet Under
| I am in mourning over the death of Six Feet Under. I simply cannot believe there's never going to be another episode. Last night I watched the series finale. Series finale! Not season, but series. I cried during the entire show. Can you believe it? A television show! I seriously need to get a life . . . But then a life without Six Feet Under? How can that be? (Apparently I'm not alone.) After I recover and get caught up with my life that doesn't involve the fictional people of Fisher & Sons, I will post photos of camping trip and other purty pictures of my real life. |
Wednesday, August 17, 2005
Camping with Mermaids
I'm going away for the weekend. We are going camping! I used to hate, loathe and despise camping, but that was before the tent trailer. So I am literally a happy camper now that I can camp in comfort. (I didn't just jinx myself, did I?) Anyway, I am still WAY, way, WAY behind from our Vegas/Cali vacation, but here we are going away again. But being the good mum I am, this is the last weekend that we can camp before the kids go back to school after Labor Day (Note to self: Ditch all white shoes). So, I'm a gonna leave ya'll with this. She's super cute. She's 2.5" x 3.5" in her entirety. Teeny tiny she is. Too bad you can't see that she's sparkly with iridescence glitter and metallic paint.  |
Sunday, August 14, 2005
Lookit me!
| Things like these always make me very, very happy. This. And This. Oh, and this. Let's not forget this. Wait. One more. Thanks. I needed that. But what I really need to know is who and what is going on at www.stumbleupon.com? My handy dandy tracker tells me that I am being stumbled upon . . . But I can't seem to track it down. Help? Anyone? Bueller? |
Friday, August 12, 2005
Illustration Friday "Wisdom"
This week's contribution to Illustration Friday's theme "wisdom" |
Wednesday, August 10, 2005
Illustration Friday "Empty"
 This week's contribution to Illustration Friday's theme "empty". |
Tuesday, August 02, 2005
Summer Vacation
| A few things that I learned while on vacation: 1. I am very, very shiny. 2. Disposable cameras are crap. 3. Never have short people take your picture. 4. Never take photos of yourself along side your petite, size zero sister in bikinis. (*Note to self- Refrain from having photos taken of self in bikini entirely.) 5. Remember to keep eyes open while having photo taken. 6. Wear sunscreen at the beach, especially when you have no base tan. 7. Do not believe your family when they say "that dress looks fine" and/or "No, that dress isn't too big". 8. Seattle rain will follow you to Nevada AND California. Other than these valuable lessons learned, here's a break down of my vacation: Day 1 Stuck in Seattle gridlock traffic all the way to the airport. Had to run, run, run to catch plane. Arrived in Las Vegas safely- Stayed up until 1 or 2 am chatting with my parents about the good ole days. (which involves horses and bores the hell out of my husband.) Day 2 Went to the Wynn Casino to eat at the fabulous buffet. All you can eat sushi, crab, and other yummies. That evening we went to the New Orleans Casino where we gambled a bit and also went to their Irish Bar and listened to the tunes of the Wild Celts. It should be a law that all men should have to wear kilts. Photo One: Me: Hey guys, does this dress look too big? Guys: No. You look great. Let's go. Me: It doesn't make me look pregnant? Because I'm not, you know. Guys: No. You look great. Let's go. Me: But look at how big it is around the hips. I have more than 3" on both sides. Guys: No. You look great. Let's go. Me: Okay!  Photo Two: Random drunk guy at the Irish Pub  Day 3 Rented a van and drove 4 hours to California where my sister lives. We BBQ'ed, swam, drank and chatted. Was good to see sisters and friends. Photo One: Cousins (goofy kids!)  Photo Two: My very good girlfriend drove an hour to come see me! I'm so proud of her. She's a big muckity-muck at a very large Southern California Newspaper.  Photo Three: My daughter looks like a Russian Nesting Doll here.  Day 4 Went to Disneyland. Was vr, vr hot and vr, vr crowded. We eventually went on most of the rides and stayed until closing. Photo One: I wouldn't let my daughter purchase a $20 disposable (crap) camera. You feel the love, no?  Day 5 Went to Balboa Beach for the day. My vr, vr white family got vr, vr burned. I was the only one stupid enough not to put sunblock on my back. Couldn't sleep for two days AND had a bow-shaped white spot in the middle of my back. Ironically, this was one of my favorite days during my vacation. For the first time ever, I actually got in the water and played in the waves. The last time I went to the beach was years and years ago when I wanted to stay purty and not mess up my hair or makeup to attract boys. I have a boy now, so it is okay to get wet. That evening we drove back to Vegas. Photo One: My sister touches a jelly fish my husband was brave enough to take out of the water and onto the beach.  Photo Two: Baby Gangsta. Can you see her flashing her gang sign?  Day 6 Was sunburned and tired. Painted a mural on my parent's bathroom wall. And no, she doesn't have a harelip. Disposable cameras are crap.  Went to Terrible's Casino for buffet and also gambled a bit with my Mom. I won $25 on Enchanted Unicorn penny slot! Whahoooooo! (I nevAH EVah win. EVah.) Day 7 My grandparents and Evil Uncle (that's what we call him. He's not very evil.) drove down for a visit during the day. Was so lovely to see them. That evening my Dad and I went to The Palms for dinner at the Little Budda restaurant. Was some of the BEST food EVER. The sushi was to DIE FOR. Afterwards we went to the Ghost Bar where all the beautiful people are. We chatted with the nicest (and youngest) neurosurgeons in all of rural Colorado. After that we went to Rain. It was all it was cracked up to be, but good gawd and thank gawd I'm not single any more. I am only capable of handling the testosterone of one man. Put many, many of them in a dark crowded room with vr vr loud music and you can practically SEE the raging hormones. Also while here I thought for sure that I saw Long Duk Dong. Turns out it wasn't him, but only before I was able to make an ass out of myself. Photo One: Little Budda Restaurant. Robin Leach sat in the booth behind us.  Last Day Flew home. Was turbulent and terrible flight. I hate flying, but thankfully the plane didn't crash and I made it home alive. Hurray! |
