Sunday, September 30, 2012

big red

The garage was painted in May.
I smile every time I get the car out.
What's the biggest thing 
you've ever painted

Thursday, September 27, 2012

we're outnumbered

Super Sweet 100s and SunGolds
4 quarts a day

Monday, September 17, 2012

Wednesday, September 12, 2012

dream come true

Today is my birthday,
and I woke up early to my dream coming true.
Rainreal live rain!
Lots of it.
Bayou-busting, swamp-flushing, frog-strangling
the stuff that made man build boats.
It's a beautiful thing.
Because a cool and rainy day is just what I'd wished for,
I'm choosing to take it personally.
You're welcome.

For openers, we went to Lucile's for breakfast.
Smoked eggs, trout Pontchartrain and grits.
Laissez les bontemps rouler, etc.

Happy birthday, everyone...
whenever it is.

Tuesday, September 11, 2012


I considered stuffing this into the meat locker, 
but what the heck.

At least the butcherman
 is no longer a lollipop,
but he's definitely still a fathead.

Give the poor dog a bone!

And because this is my painting,
I get to do stuff like this...

which I like as well as the original.

Sunday, September 9, 2012


I used the drawcast app on my iPhone 
to build this upland in three parts.

 Which do you prefer?  

Friday, September 7, 2012


It all started with a fresh white sheet of Rives BFK.
I used a rag, a big brush and my elbow
to spread color everywhere.
Looked at it for a while from every direction.
Kept looking.
Eventually, an image appeared.
Once it did, I knew it was there for good. 

I did an idle sketch of what I saw.

Then I drew it on the BFK.

I liked everything about it,
 except, egads! 
This guy has a head like a lollipop!
And just look at that poor dog... 
no doubt checking for exits.

Me, too.

The guy in the sketch is moderately funny-looking,
in a goofy character-y kind-of-way,
but that fathead in the painting is a total sucker.

So far, I think there might be enough to this painting
to make it worth saving.
 But the outline was a mistake;
I should've worked with masses.

I sometimes wish there were such a thing as
 someone who'd swoop in with
  some good advice, maybe a nice glass of wine
and another fresh sheet of Rives.
Put me and The Sucker out of our misery.
The dog can stay.

Wish, wish, wish.

Wednesday, September 5, 2012


Celeste says she wants more puptraits.
We aim to please.

Think of this as sort of a dogscape.
With a lighthouse.
Sort of.