Sunday, August 30, 2009

Meet Goliath

Perhaps one of the strangest collections you will ever see.
Space Farms is truly an American roadside attraction.
Goliath, one of the largest Kodiak bears in captivity, 
now graces the entrance hall as a twelve foot centerpiece.
Both a zoo and museum, this place is endlessly fascinating.
Space Farms houses the most eclectic and unusual exhibits: 
a menagerie of wild animals, taxidermy, antique cars, farm equipment, 
rifles, and the curious ephemera of the Space family.

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Love Struck

My dear Starlings
Star-crossed. Just like Romeo and Juliet.
A little noir. A little tragic. A little Elizabethan.
She said it was the Nightingale.
He said it was the Lark.

Monday, August 24, 2009

Flutter By

Flitting away

this summer day

on mossy rocks

and tiny moths.

Sunday, August 23, 2009


The cicadas are all around us.

Humming in the trees.
A big buggy chorus. Very loud.

These little creatures are available in my shop.

Thursday, August 20, 2009

Take Ten

Sometimes you have to take ten.
A little time out in the day. 

It's summertime after all. 
Why not take a dip at the village pool?

Maybe work tomorrow.

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Archive | Eating Flies

I've been thinking about making a book of watercolors.
So, I went looking through my old books.
Remembering, reminiscing.

This one is called Eating Flies.
It is an accordion style book, which I made in 2000.

How time flies.

Monday, August 17, 2009

Old Bay

A trip to Annapolis, Maryland ...

Would not be complete without a visit to Cantler's.

Our favorite crab house.

Sitting outside in the hot summer sun.

Eating Maryland Blue Crabs with dear friends.
A delicious day seasoned with lots of Old Bay.

Friday, August 14, 2009

Woodland Redux

A closer look.

A series of rustic, woodland paintings.
Logs, birch trees, seed pods, corn.

Irving Mill restaurant, New York City.

Wednesday, August 12, 2009

Not A Sparrow

Yesterday on our morning walk,
Lulu and I heard the flapping of wings.

We thought it was an injured bird.
It was certainly big enough.

It was a giant silkworm moth with a torn wing.
Polyphemus moths are in the same family as the luna moth
A beautiful, rusty brown specimen.

They only live for one week.
Nature can be so cruel.

Barking Lunatic

More logs for your viewing pleasure.
Soon to be in my shop.

I don't know about you, but I can't get enough!
I would love to do an entire wall of them.

Monday, August 10, 2009


It's blazing hot outside and I'm thinking about firewood.
We live in the foothills of the Blue Ridge Mountains without a fireplace.  
I know, it's crazy. We do have a fire pit, but it's not the same.
We have a huge wood pile which has inspired many paintings.

I have often wondered what to do with all the wood.
I found these beautiful photographs taken by Katy Elliot.
Now I have an idea of how to use my logs.
Make a pathway.

Sunday, August 9, 2009

A Blur

Two circus dogs joined us for the weekend.
Ellie and Pip.

Their feet barely touch the ground.

Lulu joins them for a romp.
Like my pictures, it has been a blur.

Friday, August 7, 2009

Demented and Sad

"Demented and sad, but social."
My favorite line from The Breakfast Club.
I think that sums it up perfectly for me.
Remembering John Hughes.
I love his movies. I grew up on his movies.
Do you have a favorite line from one of his films?

Wednesday, August 5, 2009

Wild Carrot

Filling the cracks with Queen Anne's Lace.

Even the weeds look lovely on this fine summer evening.

Tuesday, August 4, 2009


Logs are visually appealing to me. 
They are natural, rustic and modern. 

I love the end grain and the concentric circles. 

The rings are a history of the tree, 
a window into its life.

Sunday, August 2, 2009

Unsolved Mystery

I've had my eye on this pod for months.
It's been hanging in my Rose of Sharon shrub.
I thought it might be a chrysalis.

Too much time has passed without change or transformation.
My curiosity got the best of me.
I decided to dissect it.

This little hairy pod was inside.
It was filled with brown goo.
Mystery unsolved.
Any ideas?