Taking your life in your feet.
Posted in Bikes, Road Report with tags bike, road haz on January 27, 2010 by Ang
Reality Check
Posted in Art Projects, Culture, Day of the Dead with tags art, Day of the Dead, skulls, Spenard, the weather on January 14, 2010 by Ang
Two Brains
Posted in Art Projects, My Brains with tags art, brains, Rx on January 13, 2010 by Ang
I still like the first one better. The colors work better and you can see the pills more clearly. I like the blue background on the second. But the brain is too dark. So you can’t really see the vein things. And the pills have no order. And that is one thing they do have, is order. First this one then that on and drink lots of water.
So being unhappy with the second, I shall have to make another. May be bigger.
More brains
Posted in Art Projects, My Brains with tags art, brains on December 26, 2009 by Ang
Ah, winter. When I go to work in the dark and come home in the dark.
But still pugging away at Brain on drugs 2. I really do miss the one I gave away.
Here’s to more blogging in the new year.
Miss my brains
Posted in Art Projects, My Brains with tags art, brains, Culture on December 17, 2009 by Ang
Bike, frame, cat
Posted in Art Projects, Bikes, My Brains, rancho cato with tags art, Bikes, cats on December 10, 2009 by AngBoy I sure haven’t been posting much. I think blogs are something that self-promotion is an important part of, if you want a large group of readers. After 20 years of making art, which is another thing that self promotion is a big part of, (at least if you want to sell any of it) I know I suck at this. Not making any money off of ether one. So, I love you my 40 readers. 40 readers that help me feel that I’m not just screaming into the internet wind.
We have more winter riders at work every year.
And Fat Bikes are the ride of choice for some dudes. One guy rides in from Omalley road. It takes him about an hour.
And these Pogies help keep your hands warm.I don’t do much winter trail these days, I have out lived my knees. Those fat tires would only be a drag in Spenard.
My homegirl L. asked me if I could donate some art to a mental health organization. They are doing the tried and true, get them drunk and they will buy art. I remember the old VAC. We had art auctions too. You can work your butt off on these things. I gave when asked. But my stuff never bought in much. So I wish them luck with this one. ‘My brain on drugs.”
And we can’t forget the rancho catos. Here we have Adoe at the window. Looking for some kitty treats, may be a tuna can opened for dinner. He loves empty tuna cans. Because to him they are not empty.
