New Year's Day
Evening of a day that has been a very nice start to the new year. A few days ago Paul set me up and helped me cut a first big batch of masonite pieces that will become the "canvases" of my (still hoping) painting-a-day paintings. That is exciting, though it was VERY dusty (despite the under-the-sawblade vacuum dust control), and next time I think I'll substitute a respirator for my dust mask.
Next I need to cut the rest, use up the gesso I have priming my new canvases, and order more gesso from Roark (one of my favorite art supply stores, in downtown Los Angeles).
One of my stepdaughters has a really nice picture of a giraffe that may find its way into a painting, and there were several dogs at the shelter today, when I walked, that I really liked and hope I get to photograph and paint (I didn't have my camera along today). Hudson and Pretzel, who are unrelated but look like kindred canines; and Daisy, Wenda, and Mr. Wonderful, who did all come from the same household. Hudson is a dark mahogany brindle hound, leggy with those hound hipbones, and Pretzel - I don't know what he is - some ruddy-blond young dog, medium-sized and shapely, wrinkled forehead, very mouthy and irrepressible. Hudson's not much older, and has been one of the worst barkers, and a jumper-up-on dog, but he is learning to sit and pay attention and be obedient, and has relinquished his worst-barker status to a newer dog, Jasmine.
I took Hudson and Pretzel out to the side yard to play together, also hoping that Hudson would pee and poop so he could keep his kennel clean till getting walked tomorrow morning. In the afternoon we start walking them about 2:30, which is really quite a bit too early to be ideal, but it's what we have to do... I watched Hudson and Pretzel play and challenge each other to sort out who was dominant. They clearly both wanted to be. Hudson rolled Pretzel repeatedly, grabbed his throat, stepped on him when he'd gotten Pretzel on his back, and humped him - and still that irrepressible mouthy Pretzel kept biting Hudson's ears, jowls, hocks and legs... Oh, my.
Daisy and Wenda are kind of pit bull types, but very refined-looking with very soft fine coats. One - I think it's Daisy - is a soft grey-tan with white chest and nose; the other is a beautiful smoothly shaded soft grey with those white areas, shading into charcoal on hocks and lower legs. And her ears stand up so beautifully... They have lovely manners, and are only in quarantine because the main area got so full at the shelter.
Must take my camera along next walking day. Or maybe go over there, with my camera, before that.
So there it is, for today. I am getting excited and eager, and I hope I really do carry my plan through.
Next I need to cut the rest, use up the gesso I have priming my new canvases, and order more gesso from Roark (one of my favorite art supply stores, in downtown Los Angeles).
One of my stepdaughters has a really nice picture of a giraffe that may find its way into a painting, and there were several dogs at the shelter today, when I walked, that I really liked and hope I get to photograph and paint (I didn't have my camera along today). Hudson and Pretzel, who are unrelated but look like kindred canines; and Daisy, Wenda, and Mr. Wonderful, who did all come from the same household. Hudson is a dark mahogany brindle hound, leggy with those hound hipbones, and Pretzel - I don't know what he is - some ruddy-blond young dog, medium-sized and shapely, wrinkled forehead, very mouthy and irrepressible. Hudson's not much older, and has been one of the worst barkers, and a jumper-up-on dog, but he is learning to sit and pay attention and be obedient, and has relinquished his worst-barker status to a newer dog, Jasmine.
I took Hudson and Pretzel out to the side yard to play together, also hoping that Hudson would pee and poop so he could keep his kennel clean till getting walked tomorrow morning. In the afternoon we start walking them about 2:30, which is really quite a bit too early to be ideal, but it's what we have to do... I watched Hudson and Pretzel play and challenge each other to sort out who was dominant. They clearly both wanted to be. Hudson rolled Pretzel repeatedly, grabbed his throat, stepped on him when he'd gotten Pretzel on his back, and humped him - and still that irrepressible mouthy Pretzel kept biting Hudson's ears, jowls, hocks and legs... Oh, my.
Daisy and Wenda are kind of pit bull types, but very refined-looking with very soft fine coats. One - I think it's Daisy - is a soft grey-tan with white chest and nose; the other is a beautiful smoothly shaded soft grey with those white areas, shading into charcoal on hocks and lower legs. And her ears stand up so beautifully... They have lovely manners, and are only in quarantine because the main area got so full at the shelter.
Must take my camera along next walking day. Or maybe go over there, with my camera, before that.
So there it is, for today. I am getting excited and eager, and I hope I really do carry my plan through.
posted by Eileen Hale at
5:56 PM
2 Comments:
this looks like an interesting blog-and the pictures look good-but, at least on my computer, the greenish writing is almost impossible too read-or at least too hard to try.....
Thanks for the compliment, and especially thanks for your comment on the difficulty reading the greenish type. I'll look at color choices and see if I can pick one I think will work better.
If you try visiting again, and if I've made any changes, I'd love to hear whether it works better for you.
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