front range twilight

While we were in Maine, 

I dreamt of Boulder.

welcome to your planet

No matter who you are or where you live,

a very cool thing to see on the Internet 

is now being launched at:

http://www.mappinglife.org/

Instead of explaining it,

 I'll let you explore the planet yourself.

You didn't have anything else to do, did you?

Except maybe find art.
Look here.

finding art

If you are a find artist, as I am, art is all around you. So far on this trip, I have found these treasures:

At the Portland Museum of Art a remarkable exhibit, "Edgar Degas, The Private Impressionist".

On an island in Casco Bay, thousands of beautiful faerie houses, some tiny and some quite grand, all built of things found there in the woods by anyone who passes by.

I'll post more about those when I get back to Boulder.

However, this morning, I found this window propped up on the beach. Painted on it were these words:
"with every dawn
when first light
penetrates the sea
many seahorse colonies
perform a dance
to the sun".

mainely missing

I'm going to Maine for a week.

My mom needs to move to assisted living.

Happy Mother's Day to you all

and to the dear women who gave us all life.

gone missing

At about the turn of the century (this century),

 "gone missing" suddenly appeared.

No doubt thanks to the media, 

it spread and stuck like a virus.

I assume it's somebody's colloquialism somewhere, 

but I had never heard it before.

As far as I knew, missing was missing. 

Period.

If you go somewhere to be missing,

 that's where you are.

Right?

Anyway, I found these random pictures today.

If I'm ever gone missing,

I've gone to the ranch.

yearlings

Although it seems like it, 

it didn't take me nearly as long to paint this

as it took these little doggies 

to become yearlings.

I'm amazed any of you have the patience
to check in on us now and then.
When was the last time I thanked you?
Well, thank you!

postcards from the edge

This nifty new iPhone app, DrawCast, offers to send

your art via email, share it on Twitter, post it on Facebook, 

or print and send it as a real postcard.

As far as I can tell, they offer nothing to us bloggers.

Hrrrumph!

So last night I did this one 

and sent it as a Mother's Day postcard

to you-know-who. 

P.S. This lack of respect for all things Blogger

is getting on my last nerve. 

I expect that by the time I really figure out blogging, 

it (or I) will be g-g-g-gone.

Might as well send your postcards 

while there's still a post office.

Hrrrumph!

new toy

Uh oh.

Blogger's been fooling around with the equipment,

and everything's changed with the setup.

Have you noticed, or is it just me?

Coincidentally, I've also gotten a new iPhone art app. 

It's called DrawCast and seems to be

 smarter than either me or the dogs.

As it should be with any medium worth doing,

 I doubt that we'll ever achieve mastery.

Here's our very first stab at it.

And then...

dogspicious

At 9 o'clock this morning, a teenage coyote

 (she looked exactly like the one I painted last week),

 trotted through our neighborhood.

At 2 o'clock in the afternoon,

two stray dogs dragged up our driveway.

They hung out in the backyard,

ate snacks and played with Garrett,

while I tried to locate their owner.

Happily, he got my messages and came to get

Boomer and Miles

before animal control got here.

It was a good day.

  

the mayflower

I had no idea that the Pilgrims drove Plymouths.

canyon wall

mi coyote

My own coyote wants his 

15 seconds of fame.

teenager

enthusiasm

A dog's enthusiasm

is contagious.

Canine oxytocin.

cheerful wheels

Some wheels just make you smile.

Some smile right back.

caballo blanco

Update:

First I painted and posted this, then the news came out. 
I thought I should change the title.

 Boulder ultra-runner Micah True, 

a.k.a. Caballo Blanco,

 was last seen on Tuesday 

at the Gila Wilderness Lodge in Gila, New Mexico.

The best-selling book, "Born to Run", recounts

 Micah's time running the Copper Canyon in Mexico 

with the Tarahumara Indians.

Four days later, there still is no sign of him. 

The search continues.

frank

Remember when I said,

"Frankly, I'd rather be painting."?

Meet Frank.

For now, I'm painting.

Ommmmm.

frustration

I need help.

All of the "paintings" I've done on my iPhone

 using my Pollock app are stored on iPhoto on my Mac.

For that matter, so are all of my photos.

Many of them are already put together as slideshows.

I'd like to upload download overload those slideshows,

preferably onto the sidebar of my blog.

I know it must be at least as simple as I am. 

I am not technologically gifted.

Hell, I'm not even technologically interested.

But I do loves my blog, your blog, all of our arty blogs.

If any of you can email assistance, boy do I need some.

I am lost in space.

Frankly, I'd rather be painting. 

  

string theory

Hey, beats me.

I just like the way it looks.

snoozer

Yup, it's Friday.

Time to let this sleeping dog lie.

fair trade

Never miss the chance to make the virtual real.

Crossing over from cyberspace to face-to-face

can be extraordinary.

Last weekend, Katherine Van Schoonhoven and I
 did just that. We met near Boulder, 

shared a good meal in a restaurant with our husbands,
and continued a conversation we had already carried on
 for three years on our blogs.
It was like meeting an old friend for the first time.

Katherine generously surprised me with a sketchbook,
like those she fills with the wonderful drawings
 you can see on her blog.
As icing on the cake, she also included three cool pens.

I had also gotten her a little gift,
a fair-trade organic Chocolove
 73% cocoa chocolate bar with currants & almonds.
Yum!

Sadly, I ate it before she ever got here.

My apologies, Katherine.

Hey, I got you some virtual daffodils.
:0]

best old friend

A friend emailed an excellent batch of dog pictures.

This one looks exactly like my old first best dog.

We traveled everywhere together.

He balanced stuff on his head, too.

Sorry to all my other dogs, but Al set a high standard.

He still makes us all try harder. 

road trip

Seriously...

Who doesn't like a road trip?

twister

When the wind blows downslope here,

it blows so hard it can twist the sunset. 

This same angry wind turned into 

the tornados that recently killed so many people 

1000 miles east of here on Leap Day.

Scary.

a dog's rainbow

Casey Klahn has posted an interesting pastel on The Colorist,

called "Dog, detail #1". We couldn't pass up the opportunity.

According to Psychology Today, Jay Neitz at the University of California, Santa Barbara, tested the color vision of dogs and came up with a nice chart.

We have a question...

What's psychology?