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Friday, August 29, 2008
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Illustration Friday "MEMORIES"
Fast Girls

This week's theme at Illustration Friday is Memories. One of my favorite memories was racing my sisters on horseback. This painting titled "Fast Girls" was a gift to my parents a year or so ago as it depicts myself and two sisters on our horses- My Bars, Go Go, and Spirit. And just last week my littlest sis on Rusty.

Monday, August 25, 2008
(Oh good Lord. I wish I could say that I was drunk when I posted this last evening, but I wasn't. Apparently I needed to be. EDITED 24 hours later.)

Every time I get a humorous thought in my head it is quickly outnumbered and bullied by the proverbial "To do" list. In a war of words, humor is getting it's ass handed to it by a list that packs quite a punch.

So let me quickly mention that Fresh Paint was a huge success. I really enjoyed most of it, especially the people who kept me entertained to no end, whether it was intentional or not. (Sunday brunch + champagne and shopping = conversation I only wish I recorded) However, staying in a 10' x 10' space for entire weekend was quite challenging being the free soul that I am. I have great plans to join every animal rights movement and thus free every known creature from captivity. Except for the nasty-ass rodents that eat hundreds of dollars worth of tack and wiring in my barn each year. May you die a slow and painful death and I will watch you writhe and wither. When and if I ever catch you, bastards. OMG. So not PETA, is it?

The most interesting thing about Fresh Paint was the amount of people that came up and took pictures of me and/or my paintings without asking and then WALK away. If you really wanted some good shots you should have been there during break down when it got really windy and I was wearing a little flouncy dress. I'm happy to say that I flashed everybody in the vicinity and didn't receive a dime. Yeah. Good times. Enjoyed that tremendously.

Then Lil Sis from Cali came for a visit and of course it rained. Naturally. It's Seattle. Can't disappoint.

Luckily, us Pacific Northwesterners have a back up plan such as the Seattle Aquarium (this tiny crab photo was taken on Camano Island State Park. Outdoors. Like fresh salt water air. 4 real.)

Then the hubby and I had our 14 year reunion. With dinner. And flowers. A card. Just the two of us. Trip out like 1994.

And THEN we go camping in the wee tent trailer. I'm sure that I was not borne and bred and camp, but I make a go of it once a year. If there wasn't so much dirt and campfire smoke and better sleeping arrangements I'm sure I would TOTALLY dig it. I am all about the whole bonding family thing but being at the mercy of every morons' sleep habits wears a little on me. I swear to GAWD there was some kid/adult/drunk screaming about hotdogs at midnight. Little uncanny/werewolf-ish if you ask me.

And then I got back. To the never-ending list of To-Do's. First up Soccer. Soccer and more soccer. Soccer up the @ss. 5 x's a week soccer. I'm not sure what fragment of my body says "Soccer Mom" but certifiably, I am one. Where some Mums complain about having to drive 5 x's a week and secretly love it, me and a few of my friends really, truly abhor it. In mathematical terms, I pay approximately $4 a gallon to drive at least 10 miles daily ONE WAY. I usually complete the first draft of a painting in 8 hours. You do the math. However, since my car accident in March, I will pay whatever it takes to keep me and my little eggs (children) safe while driving my gas-guzzling eco-unfriendly SUV. Somebody's got to pull that horse trailer while driving 8 people up a ice-capped unpaved dirt road that we live on.

Gotta go. Fuckity if it isn't my new bedtime. Will proofread this tomorrow. Forgive me if it's all messed up in the meantime. (And it was. Can't save it at this point. I've already damaged your retinas.)
Thursday, August 14, 2008
Fresh Paint
Getting ready for my only outdoor show this weekend. Oh my. I will have gobs of stuff not offered on the website. Stop by and say hello! (Saturday August 16th and Sunday August 17th from 11 am - 5pm)


Newest painting (Le Lune et Chat):
le lune et chat
Friday, August 08, 2008
Illustration Friday "SAIL"
Wow. This week's theme of "sail" over at Illustration Friday was a difficult one for me but thankfully I can think outside the box and show ya'll an image with a SAIL boat in it. Brilliant!

san juan vixen

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Monday, August 04, 2008
Vegas Baby
My trip to Vegas was quite lovely albeit too short. And the extreme temperatures? Up here where I live in Washington State, if it reaches 80 degrees everybody is saying how hot it is. Yeah. Try 110 and see what your T-zone complexion looks like. Like let's say like

(The "BEFORE" massive-makeup photo that I cannot for the life of me believe I'm sharing with the world. But in my defense, it was "Grandma's coming! Grandma's coming!" Much like Paul Revere warning that the British are coming only CLEAN UP THIS PLACE! Never mind makeup! Where are your priorities? A nasty T-zone?! Blonde eyelashes and eyebrows? Pahshaw.)
grandma and meself
Sweat much? (I'm the one of the right. The lovely lady on the right is my 91 year-old grandma. Isn't she cute?? She loves me just for my blazingly shiny forehead. Rudolf calls in sick one year, Santa, I got your back.)

But then again the good thing about Vegas (other than losing tons of money) is that you can quite literally make yourself 6' tall. I'm wearing 6" heels that only the great feminist minds of Kimora Lee Simmons of Baby Phat could conjure up. Add fake eye lashes, a foot or so of clip on hair extensions, gobs of self tanner, take away the Hep C and store-bought floating chest devices, and I knew what Pam Anderson must feel like.

Dad and Meself
I'm not sure how much makeup it would have taken to get rid of that shiny forehead, but then again I'm not sure there actually IS enough makeup. Anywhere. But look at my now cancer-free Dad. We had much fun at La Reve that evening!

Damn. Forgot the Pam Anderson acrylic nails. But let us not forget the wonderfully ghettolicious stilettos that I actually have OUT as decor in my bedroom. They positively ROCK.
Friday, August 01, 2008
Hypothetical question: If I'm in Las Vegas on vacation and I take time out to make a post on my bl*g, does that make me Queen Geek or Goddess of all that is Lame? The thing is, I head back home tomorrow and half of me is savoring my final hours before slavery to "the man" starts back up, and the other half is here in Sin City waiting until I can Pam Anderson-ize myself (semi-fake tan, fake hair, fake eye lashes, little dress, and stiletto heels) for the La Reve show tonight. Photos to come. 4-shore.