Who Picks the Colors?

Who Picks the Colors?

Watching TV last night I was struck by one of the commercials. Yes, I watch TV, or it’s on in the background while I do things like read, write blog posts (the Science Channel is on right now),  quote work, eat, even sleep sometimes. It’s sort of like...
Why Not Ready for Prime Time

Why Not Ready for Prime Time

There must be something in all of the stuff I do that would work as a TV show. After all, we have guys who catch crabs, guys who cut down trees, guys who buy junk, guys who work in a pawn shop, a guy on a horse who chases people, and now a guy who uses big power tools...
Proper Viewing Distance

Proper Viewing Distance

As a sign painter I frequently have to remind myself to step back and look at what I’m doing from the proper distance.  Since my nose is usually about 10 inches from the work (really must look into better glasses) I can see all the flaws, uneven color coverage...
Happy Feet

Happy Feet

I love socks – crazy colors, mad stripes, mismatched patterns.  Wild socks make my feet happy.  In my bell bottomed youth it was a point of pride for me to be wearing the wildest socks I could find. In those bygone days light weight knee highs in psychedelic...
Thank You Mom

Thank You Mom

Awhile ago I was camped in my recliner, reading the last pages of a favorite book and listening in on a telephone conversation between my husband and his youngest daughter. The familiar flow of their conversation, centering around the unfortunate byproducts of her...