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

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.

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