Sunday, February 28, 2010

Just before the storm…


…I planted some potatoes plants. According to those who know, it is not so safe to plant potatoes from the ones that sprout in the refrigerator as they have not been treated to resist bugs, infection and a myriad of other potentially nasty stuff. So, I bought some “seed’ potatoes to see how this works.


My motivation to grow a product that is so common and generally mighty cheap to buy, is not for the novelty, but for the health reasons. According to an article I read , Potatoes are in the top 10 offenders for vegetables that are excessively pesticide and insecticide drenched. This translates to an abundance of these chemicals and poisons directly being ingested with each tuber.
Yech.

Saturday, February 27, 2010

Painting big stuff



I studied to be an Illustrator and had a thriving faux finish/mural business for nearly 10 years. I was involved with projects that encompassed the gamut, from Broadway plays to Casinos in Las Vegas. I even had a solid relationship with interior designers that took me to mansions owned by a Saudi Prince and ultimately being featured in Architectural Digest!


Tuesday, February 23, 2010

How the cards were dealt


When I have been happiest, the work that thrills me is always toy sized or smaller. I love working in sculpy. Here is an example of an Alien figure made for Disneyland Entertainment.

Monday, February 22, 2010

Pretty pictures


I love the tarot. It is such an interesting means of communication, divinization and meditation. I especially love the Gateway to the Divine Tarot that I got in London last year.

Friday, February 5, 2010

And then the sun came out





My last blog was filled with such angst.
In an attempt to balance….I offer this image.

To give you context, it was an amazing day we spent in the garden. The intention was to get the weeds and leaves up and the yard tidied.
And we did it.

The place looks smashing and just in time too! The rain is drumming down outside and the tarps over the remaining weed-lets and straggling tomatoes are firmly nailed down.
All is ready to sink some fresh seedlings into the ground come March.

….as I finished my final sweep of the last of the leaves into the compost pile, Justin came out bearing this slice of sweet sunshine. Somehow, it made things all that much better, and I didn't feel so awful anymore.