sometimes you want tea AND to create something artistic...
though i haven't a clue what it might be as of this moment other than i recently finished reading a beautiful epic of a novel titled "the world of tomorrow"
i also had a brief photoshoot with the darling Liz* at the "Redneck Riviera" (the beach nymph series)
oh yeah, as of yesterday my work will be carried at the coolest homer decor shop in town, Zazoo'd ;)
because wedding season will be upon us soon...
I can’t believe it has been 3 months since i last posted, but here’s some art created this morning...
to the mouth of a car park exit and for whatever they feel compelled to "location scout" for. a photo shoot which doesn't actually exist and the next day they create this...
and here's what i led me to that spot (note the green recessed lighting)
i am constantly seeing the world around me in "composition"... even if that's waiting for the light to turn green.
the moment i spied this a truck pulled in blocking the shot so i asked him to please give me a chance to capture it so he backed up 😉✌🏼
perhaps it's due to the fact i'm a sucker for fleeting day light, pristine classic tents and strings of theatre lights...
last weekend millions converged on Charleston, SC for the once in a lifetime celestial event and i was one of the fortunate who experienced awe-inspiring "totality"...
a very limited edition series of signed prints will be available in near future.
the week began with me scouring through thousands of images (and seeking counsel from facebook friends) for a "quiet landscape" photo exhibit held by PHOTOPLACE gallery.
on tuesday i had a brief headshot session with 2 young aspiring models -- due to time constraints we didn't shoot nearly as much as i planned, but will soon.
amd on wednesday i shared my cross-country road trip with the residents at Angels Senior center in Idlewild.
as an artist all you really want (in addition to a perpetual creative muse) is to have your work hanging on walls.
and so occasionally one must pester those in a position to help mediate such transactions like i did on monday when i reminded an interior designer that i hadn't heard from him after sending many options for a project he was working on.
well, when i woke up on tuesday there was a very encouraging email from said interior designer and now i'm waiting to hear back in terms of some particulars.
so HOPEFULLY a 54x54" version of this will be on a wall SOON!
even though its been suggested to me for years that i should have a blog i've never really known what i'd write about and since i've spent 24/7 researching how to increase traffic here i'll start by gratuitously posting some images i've taken recently.
so as many of you who followed the tour via social media may have noticed, Pixie and her Instagram "pug_on_a_volvo" were rather popular across america.
and while her IG does feature nearly 300 images, i wasn't too sure people would want a pic of her so i've only collected a few here. (but if you just HAVE to have one feel free to select one from IG)
so this will be mildly disjointed visually (and possibly here as well) but i'm attempting to catch everyone up to where i sit in Starbucks 5620 @ Highland & Franklin in the heart of Hollywood.
in the previous log i mentioned the vintage tractor holiday lights parade but see now that for some reason no pics made it into the post so that will be rectified.
and being in Calistoga, Angwin, St Helens & Glen Ellen was a very interesting nostalgia rush while simultaneously being odd as my only reason for KNOWING these enclaves is my mother who is NOT there anymore.
the drive from Calistoga to the Bay Area was stunning as usual (and made even better because i listened to Arsenal thump Basel in the Champions League while PSG tied)
visiting of my oldest friends and her family in the east bay suburbs was cool as pixie thoroughly relished watching animated features and playing "cozy cozy" with little boy.
unfortunately, certain logistics forbade me from spending as much time in San Francisco proper as i would've liked, but i did BART in on a rainy night to dine with family friends i've known since the 70s.
the drive down 101 to Santa Barbara was visually uneventful, but the idyllic seaside town was at the height of picturesque when parked along the beach and met 3.5 pugs in the first few minutes we walked along the boardwalk. the waning rays of light were spent taking pics, creating images and keeping an eye out for coyotes at the hillside cabin of another dear friend. absolutely perfect mexican food capped off the night and then i woke on my birthday to a misty morning and only 2 hours away from the City of Angels.
Breakfast turned out to be quite memorable as 2 women in the Italian cafe stopped me because of my orange sweater and i sat with them so long discussing fashion, the trip and misc that we exchanged info (one of them texted me yesterday that she's trying to connect me with movie producer niece)
the drive "home" along PCH was lackadaisical to say the least with me pulling over in Ventura to treat myself to shirt at Goodwill for $5 (i found 2 rather cool ones), then i stopped at beach campground i'd driven past a THOUSAND times. I also felt compelled to have an AHI burger at Malibu seafood, but guess what... I'm over it. (cause for $13 the fries shouldn't SUCK)
Pixie and I then strolled along Abbott Kinney Blvd in Venice where she grew up and... she broke it (it's an internet meme) and amazingly i did NOT buy Japanese Converse. With my hollywood bestie not expecting us until Saturday, she arranged a darling spot for us to bunk in SanMo
saturday graced us with big Arsenal win and then i migrated to Hollywood Heights where i'll stay with dear friend (and the reason for Pixie) for a spell. Sunday, which marked 14 weeks since departure, was honored by NOT driving anywhere! Since then i've encountered epic donuts at AA in Silver Lake, some sherpa worthy dog walks in new neighborhood and the industry networking which is WHY i am here...
so per usual in Starbucksville it's absolutely FREEZING in here, PLUS i have pretty much caught you up so i'm gonna leave and add the pics at home later...
a certain thursday which threw a drumstick in travel plans, an epic Vancouver trip that wasn't and rain. LOTS and LOTS of rain... /
so i apologize if you were waiting on this installment with baited breath. I have no valid excuse other than i kinda forgot... but here i am in the bucolic Pleasanton, CA.
the previous entry had me just getting to the Seattle suburb of Issaquah where i spent the oh so soggy days hearing "Pogba!" (see below)
on 11.22 we cheered on Seattle Sounders FC in the 1st leg of the MLS Western Cup Finals at CenturyLink field where of course it rained, but it didn't matter cause i had green & blue hair!
i was invited to spend thanksgiving with my hosts which was lovely and preferable to spending it in cold & soggy Vancouver, BC which i did the next day... which brings me to "an epic Vancouver that wasn't" -- i learned the hard way that one should not "wing it" when it comes to traveling outside of the US, EVEN if that's simply a trip over the border. (i failed to get international calling plan so my phone was rendered virtually useless which then made my attempts to secure lodging via AirBnB that much more difficult. so let me just cut to the chase... I basically spent $200 going to Canada for some adequate chinese spicy noodle soup)
Eventually i departed Seattle and made way south to the Oregon coast where i just HAD to experience Haystack Rock which you will recognize from GOONIES and as awesome as that was had i known i would spend the next 68 miles on some of the darkest, windiest, wettest and foggiest mountain pass roads of my life there's a good chance i would've skipped it.
tuesday found me arriving in the pastoral enclave of Yamhill, OR where my friends have a charming compound and TWELVE prize-winning Tibetan Mastiffs.
Wedneday had me traveling with Lois to PDX at dawn where i explored the city until taking the bus across town to the artsy/ bohemian east side and a lunch time viewing of Arsenal at the coolest dive bar i've encountered in some time, Beulahland.
the end of the week saw me driving south through some of the most amazing farmland i've every seen. billiard table flat, green expanses of land dotted with sheep being illuminated by sunlightpiercing through clouds as i traveled to Crescent City, CA
near sunset i found my way through a VERY sleepy coastal town to spy a famous lighthouse perched on rocky mushroom of an island and that night i slumbered in THE coolest motel constructed in 1957 from ONE giant redwood tree!!!
Saturday had me winding my way down the NorCal coast along one of the most tranquil roadways imaginable.
by nightfall i landed in my mother's former town of Calistoga where the annual Xmas lighted tractor parade was taking place.
a couple of days relaxing in mountaintop retreat with friends of mom was a fantastic treat and then i meandered down towards San Francisco where I'm writing to you now.
so, as you obviously noticed, tardiness in writing as rendered this submission rather scant, BUT there will still be the images which is really what everyone cares about! ;D