Paint is done

I finished painting the second ghost (for now). I may re-visit the painting when I'm finished with all three. My A.D.D. is telling me to move on from this project but my kids are making me finish (start) the last ghost.

Disney Hitchhiking Ghosts continued

The second sculpture survived the bake! Once I paint this it's on to the third and final ghost.

Disney Sculpture

The second in my Disney Hitchhiking Ghost trilogy.  He's bigger than the first one so I had to put him in the oven at an angle. He's in the oven as I write this and I'm a little worried. I'm not sure what's going to happen, baking at a 45 degree angle with a rod in his back for support. I'm baking him at 225 degrees for 3 hours or so, then cooling off slowly in the oven overnight.  We shall see. 

Disney's Hitchhiking Ghost sculpture

 

The first of the trio of Hitchhiking Ghosts from Disney's Haunted Mansion. I used 8 plus pounds of Super Sculpey polymer clay. It's just over 15 inches tall.  I had no idea what I was doing when I started so this was a great learning experience for me. This one barely fit in the oven and the next one is going to be about 2 inches higher. Somehow I'll have to bake it in 2 pieces. 

My Tortoise Lives In a Teepee

Our African Sulacta has taken over the teepee. He has the run of the backyard and every night he goes in teepee to sleep. When the sun comes up he pokes his head out.

Jesus Christ Drawing

I've been working on this of and on for a couple of months. I think I'm close to finishing. It's done in pencil on 19x 24 bristol vellum.

Baby Turtle!!

I sprinted in front of an on coming car to save this painted turtle hatchling from certain death. 

Flea Market Bounty

Odin was surely smiling upon me this morning at the Flea Market. Kong was a buck and a daft vendor gave me the footless Wolfman that he's holding for free.

CARPE DIEM

TODAY WILL BE SEIZED BY THE THROAT!  PRAISE BE TO ODIN!  WE YET LIVE!

Prudence

Momma Fox and Her Kits

Whenever I take my dogs for a walk, at the state park down the road from my house, I get to spend some time watching a mother fox with her kits. I took these pictures this morning at about 5:30. The mother is the clump of red fur over on the left. The two kits are to the right of center. Really cool stuff. I get to watch the young ones pounce around playing and hunting close to the den, under mothers watchful eye. Mostly she watches me. I don't linger too long. I try not to bug them too much. My dogs have no clue. They all watch me as I walk away.

Here's another one of the two kits

Game Of Thrones: Ned Stark

I've been trying to teach myself how to "Paint" my pencil drawings with Photoshop Elements. Been working on this off and on for quite a while.

Monday...

In between sets of pull ups, with Duane Eddy cranking I stare angrily at the ground giving the upstairs two middle fingers raised high above my head.

Friday Night

I'm sitting here listening to Roy Clark's "I Never Picked Cotton" in the dark. Alone. Like Charton Heston in the Omega Man ( I always end up playing him in my mind). How does one get from Roy Clark to Charlton Heston?

A Meditation

A dumb little brown bird is making pretty sounds. Myriad of flittering insects landing here and there.  Rooster just ate an amazing little butterfly. The sun's beating its cosmic drum on my chest, filling me with Peace.  Our Robin swoops down on a killdeer and chases it away from her nest.  Drunkenly a moth crashes into a post. The Lorax is calling but I'm not in the mood.  A pig shaped cloud rolling by tips his hat to me. Empty coffee cup.