Friday, June 7, 2013

Friday, May 31, 2013

Hallelujah

22 x 27 cm
C.S. Lewis opened wonderful doors for me. The first one wasn't the door to Narnia, but was "The Great Divorce." Then I read every one of his books that I could find. Probably every other sentence I spoke referred to C.S. Lewis. After reading "The Chronicles of Narnia" I bought and restored an old wardrobe and made a lion and a witch.
That was a long time ago. I wanted to have another lion now, but I couldn't find one that was majestic and huggable until my friend and I went lion hunting in Kiel and found Hal.

Wednesday, May 22, 2013

Tea Run


32 x 22 cm
Three of us have office\studio space at home. When someone needs a break, or just decides it's time for tea, they collect everyone's mug, make tea, and deliver.

Monday, May 20, 2013

Tea Timing

11 x 18 cm
How long to steep the tea: feed the cat or take out the garbage. Or, if it's been a long day, vegetate and watch the clock for 3 minutes. 

Friday, April 5, 2013

This Little Piggy

18 x 27,5
"To switch to a homely metaphor, just splash some cologne on the oinking pig of your essay, pat its hair down, and push it out the door."    GMAT

Wednesday, February 13, 2013

Good to the Last Drop

18 x 13 cm


Amy (our cat) got the last drop. That's why the handle of the cream pitcher is missing.

Monday, February 11, 2013

Wednesday, February 6, 2013

The Bronze Affair

19,5 x 19,5 cm

As I head off to the flea market, Roland might as me to look for something particular. Sometimes it's something not so common, but as I walk down the main way I find one. Just one. And then I don't see one there again. That's exactly what happened in The Bronze Affair.  

Monday, February 4, 2013

One Cheerio at a Time

18 x 13 cm
One of my hospital stays was at a low point in life.  I didn't touch the food brought in by the nurses.  They keep track of this, you know, and after a few days, the doctors threatened to give me an IV if I didn't start eating.  The next tray was breakfast, and I stared at the food.  I didn't want to eat, but I didn't want an IV.  I stared at the Cheerios.  I couldn't pour them in a bowl, and add milk, but after a few minutes I could eat one Cheerio.  I don't remember how many I ate that morning, but I escaped the IV and worked out everything one Cheerio at a time.

Saturday, February 2, 2013

In Stitches

18 x 20 cm

They needled him, but he just laughed about it.

Wednesday, May 23, 2012

Likewise

aceo
Not peanut M&M's, but they have pretty colors, and taste good.

Wednesday, May 2, 2012

A Gift That Works

18 x 11,5 cm
Roland came home with a small gift.  When he handed it to me he said something to the effect that I could eat it after I painted it.  I could take that a couple of different ways, but I know Roland, and there were no strings attached.

Tuesday, April 24, 2012

Friday, March 23, 2012

Speaking of Spaghetti

22 x 26 cm
There was a discussion on Facebook about who makes the best spaghetti in town.

Thursday, March 22, 2012

The Goldenish Egg

11,5 x 9,5 cm
I don't have the hen that laid this egg.  But the egg wouldn't bring much money anyway.  It's not a golden egg, it's a goldenish egg.  And it's wax.

Monday, March 19, 2012

Tang

19 x 25,5 cm
My daughter's nickname is Tang, but she probably doesn't know it.  My other daughter and I were texting one day, and predictive texting wrote "tang" instead of the sister's name.   I didn't notice before I sent it off, and the texting daughter wrote back laughing, so we dubbed the sister Tang.
To texting, and people we love.

Friday, February 3, 2012

Küchenfreunde

21,5 x 21,5 cm

I painted this awhile ago for the rectangle challenge on DailyPaintworks, but wasn't sure it met the requirements after all.
There are two pieces in the bucket that we actually call Küchenfreunde, and they will probably be a painting themselves one day.

Wednesday, February 1, 2012

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