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The Best of Redbud and the Worst Week Ever
12 13 08
Well the evening of my opening was pure magic. It could not have gone better if I'd ordered it up on a silver platter. It was truly extraordinary.
I would like to write about it here but, instead, that beautiful weekend , one of the best ever, was marred by one of the worst weeks in my existence. I am waiting for a service tech to show up (for the fourth time so far this week) to continue hooking up my internet service. I am sporadically online, which is one of the reasons I haven't been able to write of my experiences. Sadly, all this muck has cast an ugly shadow over my memories of last weekend. It borders on disgusting. I am frustrated with this service and last night was humiliated and embarrassed by not being able to get online during a conference call with several lawyers.
This is unacceptable. I am giving this ISP one more chance that they don't deserve, but only because I don't want to go back to the ISP I was using before. This new one is providing shoddy technical service, while the old one provided shoddy customer service. At least I was constantly online before. I regret this move more than most things in my life.
I hesitate to say what those companies are right now, but will update this writing with the details once they've come to do their duties today, whatever those may bear.
After that, I will write extensively of my night in heaven. I guess few people on this planet wouldn't have to pay the price after a weekend such as that -- I'm just not one of those people. I've had to pay, and pay dearly. In all this, because of all the wires, transformer boxes and peripherals being moved around, my external hard drive (containing all my business files, photos, sensitive materials) fell on the floor. I am hoping a kind soul who said he would look at it can actually fix it. Because I've been so busy getting the show ready, I've neglected to back up for at least 3 months. This includes all the press release photos I had made, as well as all the photographs of my new work.
So if you were wondering why I haven't contacted you or written, wonder no more. It has been hell in a hole. All. Week. Long. Once again, I get to endure service techs trodding into my home, taking up peaceful space with tension and bad juju.
Toil and Trouble
11 03 08
It's a little uncharacteristic of me to neglect writing during a major election but alas, I've been damned busy. Not a bad thing, either. I'm toiling away on my metals, getting ready for my art opening in December. I remember so well that hot day in August 2007, walking into the gallery and meeting Gus for the second time ever, showing him my "underwares."
That was over 14 months ago and I remember thinking I have so much time! I now have a month. The time is nigh. No worries, though. Everything is poured except one piece, which is still at the foundry and even it is the second pour of an identical piece that didn't come out correctly. I have yet to patina five or six of the works but am going to complete that task this week and weekend. Patination isn't all that difficult, but it is time-consuming. Hell, it's the best part of the entire process. It is also a one-shot thing being as I don't have a sandblaster in case I screw it up.
This afternoon I screwed something up.
Without a sandblaster, I either have to eliminate the screw-up from the line-up, or work very hard to clean it and get it prepped for another patina. Problem is: this piece actually had a previous patina on it that I thought I'd cleaned off, which is why it screwed up. Oh well. I can't spend any time worrying about it. Too much to do.
After meeting again with Gus last Saturday, I realized I need some smaller pieces to exhibit in the show, pieces that are less expensive than all the bronzes, pieces that might sell well to collectors who don't want to spend the money on the bigger works. I have a plan and it is a good one. Problem here is that I only have a month to finish everything.
One month. Everything.
My wonderful girlfriend Mandy came over last Wednesday night and took quite a few fabulous photographs of me for the press release. She is one fantastic photographer. The shots of my art that were done previously didn't come out well at all and I wasn't set up for her to shoot the pieces, so I had to use older photographs, but they're still nice and will work for our purposes. I do want to have more done for the gallery's website, so I'll take care of that this month, as well.
And I'll do some paintings, in addition to everything else. One would think I might get used to this kind of stress. I never do.
Crash?
10 10 08
After losing almost a third of my life savings, they're saying "but, oh, um, today might be the worst...." Or Monday. Or sometime next week.
So..... how's that president Bush working out for ya? I've never seen a more lame duck than he, never known such ineptness, moronic nothingness, special-needs presidentiality. Buffoonism at its finest.
If, in his speech today, he actually makes any sense and says something with meat in it, I'll retract the statement above. But history tells me he will just speak a bunch of rhetoric (just as in the time only a couple of weeks ago when he said "our economy is strong." Bullshit.)
Lies. All lies. He wouldn't know the truth if it walked up and gave him a cigar.
An Update for A Rescued Love
09 29 08
Blaze has been adopted out, but I'm giving it a few days to be SURE her new mom wants to keep her. I still have her listed with a few organizations, but will take her off their lists when I know she has a forever-home.
I definitely fell in love with her and walk/runs in the park are very lonely. If I ever get a dog, providing a forever home to another rescue, I hope she is a lot like Blaze. Blaze "blazed" a path. I am so thankful for the association.
That Palin Chick
09 21 08
I almost listened to her until she said "nukular"... then she said it again... and again...
That's just WaHoo DipShit to me. Sounds like she and Bush are of the same nukular camp. So tell me, does nukular power come from the nukulus of an atom? 'Just curious.
Haven't registered to vote? Here's a quick and easy way (it takes about 3 minutes) https://www.voteforchange.com/
A Rescued Love (now adopted out)
09 05 08
About a week and a half ago, I brought a dog home. She had been "dumped" by someone Friday morning (Aug 22) at the park where I walk, according to the caretaker who saw them drive up and leave her there without a collar, food or even water. I fed her a little dog food that day and another woman brought a bowl of water. I then returned Monday to find her still there. No one during a busy weekend of softball games and joggers picked her up.
She was still very alert, watching everyone's face for any sign of help. She was also still waiting under the children's slide right where they'd left her, venturing out every now and then to follow someone for a little way, then would return back to the shade. She probably hadn't slept much in the three days she'd been there.
Apparently, someone abandoned her after she'd weaned a litter of pups and they just didn't want to take the responsibility of having her fixed. Or maybe they were just tired of her after she'd lost her puppy cuteness.There are organizations who will take her in FOR FREE, some kill shelters, some not, but these deadbeats didn't have the guts to go the proper route and left a fertile female dog in the wild.
The more I get to know her, the more angry I am that someone would just throw away such a great animal.
Her name is now Blaze and she is a little over a year old. She is fully vetted and will be spayed tomorrow, and is heartworm negative which is unusual in a dog who hadn't been taken care of well. Upon getting her home I immediately gave her flea prevention med and, two days later, gave her a well-deserved bath. She has since had another one and is cleaning up nicely.
The biggest surprise is how intelligent she is. She seems to be curious about my cats, but isn't hostile toward them. She isn't hostile toward anything unless she isn't sure of it, which is the only time she ever barks. When the two idiot dogs next door bark at anything, all day log, Blaze is completely silent and usually sleeps through it. She's housebroken and about as big as she'll ever be, unless someone feeds her too much and makes her fat. I don't give her table scraps or people food except cheese, and that is to train her for medications. She took her worming pills in cheese and it worked like a charm.
We estimate that she's part Basenji (dogs that have no bark at all) due to her reddish coat, fox-like ears, tail that curves over her back, and somewhat slender face. Her eyes match her coat, which makes her all the more beautiful. She adores being inside, though I'm training her for both inside and outside in case her adopted parents want either. She understands all the base commands (sit, stay, come, stop) and is quite well behaved. She loves riding in the car and I try to take her somewhere at least every other day. We walk the park most mornings so she is well-socialized with people.
She has a very expressive face and adores having her belly rubbed.
This kid needs a good home, so please contact me at lawscript@gmail.com if you want to adopt a wonderful companion.
Diving in Bonaire
08 20 08
(I'll place a few more "personal" photos on this blog when I get the time)
Bonaire was great. I went there for the diving and came back with great memories, a few good photos, mosquito bites, fire coral rashes and a tan. All in all, a pretty good trip!
The journey there was near perfect, running into NO problems at our big fat international airport (the reservationist who helped me was a diver who'd never been to Bonaire but wanted to go, the guy at the security gate asked where Bonaire was - above Venezuela on a map) and I got all three seats across my side of the plane to myself. The plane took off at 11:30pm and arrived Bonaire at 5am. I probably got a good 3 hours sleep, and that's not bad considering I can't sleep on planes.
It was kinda funny at around 5:30am on that Sunday morning, after I deplaned and got my luggage... my ride to the hotel overslept so I waited in front of the airport, in the dark. There was another guy, Hector, waiting in front of that tiny airport in Bonaire whose ride also overslept. He had flown all the way from northern California, had been traveling for close to 24 hours. So we waited together and watched the sun come up. His ride arrived. I still waited. There was a mom and daughter waiting for their rent car so, when the dad pulled up with it, she came over and asked if I wanted a ride to my hotel. Well sure!
They took me to the hotel and all was well with the world. The little family of three had dived in Bonaire several times and gave me a little early-morning tour of the town, showing me the best places to eat (Pasa Bon Pizza, Richards, the little pastry shop whose owner opens up when she feels like it.) They even told me that shore diving was the way to go in Bonaire. I'd only done one shore dive in 16 years and it wasn't much fun.
After getting into the room at Buddy Dive Resort, I immediately relaxed and began my vacation. After eating, I took a very long nap. Then I ate. And drank. And ate and ate and drank and drank and gained about 5 pounds while I was away.
The next day, Monday, was my birthday. We did an orientation dive, something I'd never heard of that assures the hotel that the diver knows what they're doing and won't drown. After that we did a 2:15pm boat dive (boat dives are great!) and I literally got my feet wet. On boat dives, the diver jumps feet first into the deep blue, with their regulator (air) in their mouth and their mask held to their face. There were only about 5 or 6 other people so it was a slow, easy dive.
Birthday dinner that night at It Rains Fishes - FANTASTIC. Situated right across the street from the water, it was an upscale hotspot with attention to detail. I had the Peruvian-style ceviche for my entre along with the soup of the day, which was a creamy seafood bisque. The Pina Coladas were superb, best on the island.
We dived, tanned and ate ourselves silly for the next few days. The adjoining rooms we had (2 HUGE bedrooms, each with a kitchen and dining area, big bathrooms and lots of storage space, with a common living room for everyone) opened right out onto the pool area. The porches were still private enough to be comfortable for sitting, sipping coffee or afternoon wine. Crappy pool furniture, but I was told the hotel is FAR better than it has been in years after being purchased by new Dutch owners.
Every morning the seagulls would gather on a roof closeby and have a very loud board meeting. After the sun came up, they'd all fly toward the water for the day. There was a little song bird who would situate itself on top of one of the palapas and sing its heart out for most of the day. So pleasant. Every evening an old stray island hotel cat would make its way to my porch. After feeding it fish for a few days, I am sure I made a lifelong friend.
Tuesday was lobster night at the hotel restaurant The Lion's Den situated right above the water at the resort. Really great stuff. It was expensive, but we had a fresh half lobster tail and three huge langostinos apiece. (Friday night we enjoyed shrimp night with big, fat prawns done a dozen ways.)
During the days we would breakfast at a place on the water in town, then have a morning (10:30) dive, then lunch in town or at the hotel, then tan all afternoon or dive or drive around looking at the sites. On the southern side of the island were the pink salt flats where the flamingos would gather. The salt is pink because of the minerals. There are also enormous machines that would sift the salt into gigantic piles for shipping out.
The beaches were also on the southern part of the island, but they weren't very beachy. Most of Bonaire's beaches are created from ancient white bleached corals and were rather difficult on the feet. I saw the slave quarters where the slaves would live while working the salt flats, tiny stucco housings that looked miserable for inhabiting.
Wednesday night I tried the amazing pizza at Pasa Bon Pizza. I don't eat pizza often, but it was truly the best I've had. It took a little while to get the pizza to the table, but their music sound track was inspired and the ubiquitous Amstel Bright beers perfect for the wait. Quite the little hippie spot for pizza lovers. (damn that pizza was great!)
I think it was Wednesday or Thursday when I lost my underwater camera. It was inexpensive, but I still wanted the underwater pix!!! I had taken it on the shore dive (at Andrea 1 dive site) and taken quite a few GREAT shots of fish, divers, and almost got a shot of a turtle.) I took it down on a boat dive and found it wouldn't work. It didn't occur to me that I was too deep to take any photos, but oh well. As I relaxed into the dive again and headed along the reef with the other divers, I felt a "pop" on the camera band on my wrist and IT WAS GONE. Just gone. I looked down, up, around, everywhere and it was NOwhere. Anyone knows never to go after something that rises to the surface for fear of decompression sickness. I think the pressure inside the camera housing caused it to shoot up to the surface, though, lost to the water and the reef. I hope another diver finds it and develops the shots. In spite of losing the camera and overshooting the boat by many yards on the way back (had to swim like a powerhouse to get back to it, with less than 500psi of air left!) it was a spectacular dive.
The way home wasn't so spectacular. No reservationists telling me I'm lucky to be in Bonaire. No sweet security officers who cared where I was going. Nope. Just rude, pompous, condescending assholes who reminded me of why I hate traveling. I had to awaken at 3:45am (AM!!!) to finish packing and get the shuttle at 4:45am to the airport. Then I had to stand in line with a billion other people working their way back home, but saw quite a few peeps I'd become acquainted with. Nice folks. Because I'd left the mosquito spray at the hotel (who'da thought I'd need it?) I was feasted upon by the blood suckers. The check-in counters are all outside in Bonaire. Mosquitos are their hungriest at 5am.
But who cares!!? It was a great trip and a fabulous set of memories for me to carry with me always. I will go back someday soon.
Photos for your enjoyment.....
A note on Fire Coral. It hurts. They say put vinegar on it but I didn't have any so I used leftover white wine. PERFECT!!! It took the sting away and it stayed away for the most part.
Pictures of the rash (I was never THAT bad!!)
History of Bonaire and its salt trade
Papiamentu, the colorfully fun language spoken in Bonaire
Back by Popular Demand
08 01 08
It is August and the Dog Days of Summer press heavily upon us. This means it is hot as we suppose hell to be. This also means the electricity companies are taking grand advantage (read: gouging) their customers, hiking prices because of demand, NOT because of lack of electricity. Or, in my case, lack of wind. I went 100% renewable wind power a year ago and wrote about my experience in making the switch. Because I could only sign up for a year of fixed rates, I went about the task again this morning (yep, about a month and a half late) and switched companies again. I'm sure my next bill will be outrageous, but I pay the price for my procrastination.
Here are the details, from June 11 '07:
Below is a list of links that will help you find ways to save energy and money:
White Fence Cool little site to help you with a move or a transfer:
https://www.whitefence.com/
Energy Guide Find ways to save, lower your bills and help the earth's environment. I clicked on the linked word "unbiased" but it only took me to a blank page. That was kinda funny:
https://www.energyguide.com/
Note: I'd never heard of a Swamp Cooler but they show you who can install and maintain one. A Swamp Cooler is just an evaporative cooler. My grandparents had one for their a/c. It worked very well.
*** Power to Choose This is the site my Nazi electricity company sent me to. It lists about all the providers who service my area and then some:
http://www.powertochoose.org/
Donate to Soldiers in Need Please
I have been introduced to a site that has many different ways to help soldiers deployed overseas - my favorites being the cooling scarves that can keep them alert in that 120 degree heat and the pet foster programs - and wanted to share the site with you:
BUY A SOLDIER A COOLING SAND SCARF!!! http://soldiersangels.org/index.php?page=scarves
Thanks to all the people who protect and serve and do it so very well. Thank you for protecting our freedom. Thank you so very much for giving your lives so that we may keep ours.
Ascent Into Madness
06 24 08
Yes, rather than descend and take a chance on never returning to sanity, I ascend with my art, painting furiously to get pieces ready for another viewing. Another fair. I look forward to the animals, tending to the flocks and herds and gaggles. I look forward to falling in love all over again and becoming a transient vegetarian, at least until I get fattened up on carbohydrates again.
Lunacy. August is coming. An Lùnasdal. Lughnasadh.
Art Market Well Done
06 15 08
In all the updates, revampings and client website modifications, I thought it might be wise to update at least my blog. I'm still in the process of developing my official business website, but am finding myself to be my toughest customer. Yikes.
But aside from webbing, I've also been arting. I've now participated in three art markets - March, April and June. I've sold over half my paintings in each. I painted 18 paintings in May alone to beef up my stock. She said "beef up." Quite literally - I painted cows. And sheep. And pigs.
But during this time I also finished up my last semester of foundry, never to take that class again (though I will miss it like oxygen.) I have begun and completed lawsuits. I transplanted banana trees, philodendrons, Plumeria and harvested vegetables I planted. I have driven hours to attend the funeral of a friend. It has been the best of times and the not-so-worst of times. I am happy. I am blessed. I am exhausted. I'll write more when I remember how to think.
So, in keeping with my show-and-tell policy of art, here are a few samplings of the Tiny Animal Series.....
Gay Marriage in California
05 15 08
Today a friend of mine, Christopher Johnson, a film editor and quite the commentator living in California, wrote this to his audience.....
Thank God: gay marriage has now been declared constitutional (State) in California. A right that has always been inherent is now concrete.
The one aspect of this whole endeavor that never made any sense to me was the very loud argument from under-educated portions of our population who claimed that this would have a negative impact upon them. Never, not even once, has this ever been adequately explained or argued. Ever. The whole propaganda machine of opposition to legal gay marriage has been entirely born from fear, hate, and uneducated backwater paradigms from a distant millennia.
I feel no obligation to be polite or generous to other viewpoints at this stage in events. There has been at least 5 years (since a national dialog took front burner) for a rational argument to be made against full gay marriage and no such argument has appeared. Legal gay marriage has zero effect upon a personally held conservative lifestyle. Its not pushing anything on anybody. There will be zero straight people who will all of a sudden “become gay” because this inherent legal right was made official. There is not now, nor has there ever been, a “gay-plan” to overtake traditional straight marriage. Nor would it ever be possible if such a plan did exist. You can do the math here.
And I chastise all current Democratic candidates for president. They have all wimped out on this issue for the sake of popularity. Shame on them.
At the same time, without provocation, Al Gore made a public video plea for legal gay marriage just a few weeks ago. -CJ
http://current.com/items/88817757_#88836417An Art Car Parade Weekend Tragedy
05 12 08
I was wanting to log on and write a happy tune about this year's Art Car Parade held last Saturday. I will be posting photos sometime this week (I hope) but the other story is that one of our finest, Tom Mitchell Jones, was killed by a drunk driver right in front of the Art Car Museum only hours after the parade. Please read the story:
http://www.houstonartcarklub.com/
Here is the latest Art Car Parade video by Meg Loucks:
UToob
04 20 08
Happy Birthday to my grandmother who turned... 88? today!!!!
As you all know, youtube has just about everything and then some. From PeeWee's Playhouse to the supermarionation of the Thunderbird series (and the Stingray shorts, as well) and every single music video ever made, we can find what we're needing a fix for. Because I love ZZTop and I was just reminded of one of my favorites, I went in search of it.....
There ya have it.....
Yale Stree Art Market 4th Anniversary!
03 04 08
The Video!!!
March one'th, a whole gaggle of artists and vendors gathered for the 4th anniversary of the Yale Street Art Market!! It was the perfect day, all day long. The weather casters had said "rain", but no rain happened. There were merciful clouds to occasionally shade out the spectacular sun and small cool breezes to give the tent sails a lift. The crowd was great, visiting us in spurts and gurgles, then suddenly we would get the throngs of people amassing us with compliments on our art.
Early on, as I was still setting up and getting things just right, a couple walked by with their two long-haired dachshounds. They owned a place in Wimberley (a little lake community in the foothills of the Hill Country) and decided they loved my flying pig painting - Jet Pink. My first sale of the day. It couldn't have been a better good luck charm! I ended up saying goodbye to my little piggies painting as well, Truffles, and a couple of others. I'll miss them, but they're giving someone else great pleasure so I am happy.
Mitch Cohen was in good form, great spirits and it was contagious to the rest of us. In addition to the snappy live bluesy music, there was Steve and his petite paramour showing their beautiful portraits of cats, and Jeff with his jewelry and great philosophical takes on art, while Cammie sold her wonderfully fragrant handmade soaps and the guys with the olive oil and bread at the back of the market handed out samples. Jim Adams was showing his new heavy metal pieces - they truly are exquisite. I was sharing a tent with Pam Olson and Lilibeth Andre, Lilibeth in the throes of painting our dear friend Martin de Vore as I joined them mid morning. Pam was showing her myth angels, Icarus and Eros x 2. She also had her gorgeous corals and rocks with waving sea grasses in copper.
There were tons of people and the crowds were setting records for Market attendance, people brought their dogs, and LOTS of my friends came!! Bob Toth, Pattie and Gregory, Connie who brought Wyatt and his friend Joanna, Judy, Diane, even Rexanne popped by! Tori and Pokey showed up early and invited me out to their soirres that evening but I knew I would be exausted. I was right, and more than expected. By the time I loaded up my things and turned the corner to go home, I was done. The euphoria of the day, the spent energy and all the memories I had made. They all caught up with me around that corner and, once home, I crashed. It had been a splendid day. The best day in a long time.
My biggest thanks goes, of course, to Mitch. Thank you to my buyers - Dennis (love the pigs!) and the couple from Wimberley, as well as Ben and Glen. I also want to thank Bob Toth for coming by, and all my girlfriends, Pattie especially, for being such cheerleaders for my art. And I thank my Tiny Animals, the new series that brought me here. I also did a series using bronzed wings - thank you wings!
[I just sold the Chairolais Cow painting!!!]
So if you weren't there this month, I hope to see you sometime soon.
And because I love the song......
Art Fraud in the Industry
02 20 08
Over the past couple of days our art group has been alerted to a situation that has left us all quite stunned but hopeful in the fight against art fraud. One of our own found that her art had been swiped from her own website, then placed on Ebay for sale by some man who took on the name of Martin Azari (what the hell was he going to ship - a PHOTO of the painting???) We're not sure if this was his real name, his assumed identity, or something entirely different but several of us artists emailed him through the various sites he was selling others' art on - Ebay, Yessy and various art sites - and he mass-emailed us all back. He claimed to be a student in Chicago and that the paintings placed for sale were a mistake made by his web designer, uploaded from his own computer to these sales sites. I'm a web designer and have never, ever made such an incredible faux pas. It was an unconscionable act of blatant piracy and he got caught.
Through her own diligent work and research, the artist found a local organization of attorneys and accountants who handle such cases. TALA , Texas Accountants and Lawyers for the Arts. Just what we needed in this strange new world of online piracy.
Not sure they can help me, but I am now owed thousands by a firm who hired me to do their new website, which was completed in October of last year. The firm is now ignoring me. The good and bad news is that the new site is on a developmental server, meaning it is not published and cannot be viewed by the public, while their old site is still up ... and not under my control. I am beginning proceedings to recoup my fees. Don't mess with artists, web designers or scorned women. You can take that to the bank.
Found Objects
02 04 08
ArtsHouston sent out their newsletter short list recently which included a link to a site that displays found objects from people who find them and send them in. http://www.foundmagazine.com/
Spare Time, Wasted Energy, and the Screen Saver
January 15, 2008
If I had any spare time, I'd do something productive with it. As it is, I try too hard to be productive just about every waking moment of every day. Even Sundays. They tell me that was the day God rested. I doubt that.
I wish I had spare time, or maybe that I didn't have to sleep, but I tried that years ago and it didn't work. Just made me crazy. Besides, sleep is restorative and extremely important. Otherwise, I wouldn't get anything done.
'Not sure quite what spare time looks like, except that it eludes me and everyone wants some.
I have a new business site, but no time to develop it because I'm too busy with business. I have an enormous art project that I've launched, it is already piercing the atmosphere and I give it every moment I have, and that is still not enough. I need an assistant. Any takers? Anyone out there who will work strictly for the joy of praise? 'Got lots of that.
On my computer I use a screen saver that reminds me to turn it off when I'm not using it. It works. In its own way, it talks. It reminds me that it is on, silently displaying its thoughts as the electricity goes right out the window (or monitor in this case.) It tells me exactly how many watts, kilowatts, and megawatts I'm using to power this baby on, ever since the screen saver began taking notes. I'm up to 16 kilowats. So I power down. You can find it here:
http://www.usefulscreensaver.com.au/home/
Yale Street Art Market
January 5, 2008
One great way to start out the year is the Yale Street Art Market. Developed over three years ago by Mitch Cohen, it is held the first Saturday of every month and is a great venue for collectors, artists, musicians, merchants and anyone wanting to have a nice, relaxing time. Everyone was so delightful. I spoke with artists new to the Market and sellers who had been doing this kind of thing for ages. There was a guy selling FANTASTIC bread, and a guy right across from him selling FANTASTIC olive oil. Great combo. I don't doubt they've known each other awhile. A woman named Camie was selling such a variety of home-made soaps so I told her about the new Dr. Bronner movie (remember peppermint Castile soap with all that writing on the label?) She's going to look it up.
The artists and merchants were sparse, from what they tell me, gaps between their tents and not much happening in between. But each tent had its merit and unique action. Stories galore, great camaraderie and such a nice feel to the whole day. I took only ONE check, knowing if I brought cash or more checks I would spend more money. I was smart, only purchased a couple of lovely trinkets, but do intend to get some great olive oil and home-made soap next month.
Some of the players:
Jewelry - Jeff Woodruff http://www.metalicity.com
Artistry in Iron and Steel - Jim Adams http://www.adams-ferro.com
World Wide Original Artwork - Erik Henri Pijcke http:www.wwoaw.net
Wood Would Studio - Tim E. Lane http://www.woodwilled.com
Astrology / Tarot / Destiny Readings - Gloria Jane Favuzza
Oh One Oh One Oh Eight
January 1, 2008
Happy New Year. To all those wonderful, magical souls in my life, Thank You. You have been the greatest treasures this life has given to me. I love you abundantly, graciously and always. I will consider myself extraordinarily lucky to spend even a few more moments with you in this life, and I hope that those moments will be many.
I hold you close to my heart and know that we will always be a part of each other for all time. What a beautiful life this is because of your presence and a beautiful future I have because I have known you. This truly is what life is all about.