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Posts Tagged ‘Art’

Opelika Art and Music

Thursday, May 31st, 2012

I really, really wanted to write a full on post about the weekend we went to Iain’s art show in Opelika’s Railyard, but if I waited until i had time, it would never get written. So, instead, i shall post the photos and be done with it. Iain is one of Todd’s best friends, and he’s a really great watercolorist. He and his wife, Noelle, live in Opelika, near Auburn. Pretty cool.

So, we went to Opelika, and we had lots of fun. Here’s the evidence. (And I have way more photos, for the Auburn peeps. If you want to see them, let me know and I’ll email you a link.)

Hoping to post some photos of our family road trip soon, whenever I get caught up in life.

Want

Thursday, February 23rd, 2012

Ooooh. . . Really, really, really want one of these prints from Old Try. There are different prints for different Southern states (Mississippi and Arkansas‘ are best, but I have no connection there), and then some that are just generally Southern.

I want this:

Or this:

But most of all, this:

I want it bad.

Via Garden & Gun, which is awesome, if a little hoity toity sometimes.

Impressionism

Wednesday, September 22nd, 2010

Me: Did you have Discovery today?
R: No, we had art.
Me: Oh, what did you do?
R: We watched a movie about Claude Monet. He’s an Impressionist.
Me: What is “Impressionism,” again?
Rollie: It’s art that impresses people.

Another Dark Masterpiece

Wednesday, May 5th, 2010

Rollie’s latest dark masterpiece, A Person is a House for Blood.
A Person is a House for Blood

The Last Supper

Monday, February 1st, 2010

When Todd and I were in Italy 2002, we made plans to see The Last Supper while were in Milan. (We flew in and out of Milan.) We planned ahead and reserved tickets for it, but the best laid plans are often screwed up by a Museum workers strike. So, we arrived at the church where The Last Supper is located, Santa Maria delle Grazie. The doors were locked up, and there was a note on the door, telling us in Italian and English that it was closed due to the Museum workers’ strike.

We stood on those front steps, and a few other tourists came up to the doors, including a Japanese group. It is always fun to try to converse with people when there is a language barrier. The Japanese spoke no English or Italian. Somehow we managed to explain to them that we would be unable to see the painting due to the strike.

While we were there, this guy came up the stairs. He had a moustache and a t-shirt and he just looked so obviously American. He clinched it when he opened his mouth and a very distinct mid-western accent came out; He sounded like a character from SNL’s “Da Bears” skit.

“What’s going on?” he asked?

Todd replied, “There’s a museum worker’s strike, so we won’t be able to see The Last Supper.”

Midwestern guy: “That’s too bad. . . I had heard that one is pretty good.”

Squid

Thursday, January 7th, 2010

When we were in Auburn over the holidays, Todd and I had drinks at our friends’ Iain and Noelle’s house. I love Noelle, because she is a crazy dog lady like myself (but with the added plus of having a husband who allows her more than one dog – they have three) and there are usually about five to ten dogs hanging out there on any given day. Also, they don’t care when I bring along the Q Man. I love that.

So, when Quint was a puppy, Iain’s son, Noah, couldn’t say Quint and instead called him “Squid.” And so the nickname stuck for the Stewart clan, and when Quint is at Iain’s house, he is Squid.

Iain is a very talented watercolorist. While we were there, Iain’s brother Matt showed me a watercolor that Iain had done of Matt and Shannon’s two dogs, Bodie and Omar. I LOVED it and was so jealous. I told Iain I wanted him to do one of Quint some day. Unbeknownst to me, Iain went back to his office and pulled up this picture of Quint on his computer:

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And then, while I drank beer and petted dogs, and chatted with Noelle, Shannon, and Fiona while watching Dream Girls, Iain proceeded to sketch and paint Quint, in about 20 minutes. (Like i said, he is v. talented.) Check Squid out!

My dog Quint in a watercolor by Iain Stewart.

My dog Quint in a watercolor by Iain Stewart.

That is not a very good shot of the painting, and I did not have time to scan him in, but if you want to see a great scan of the Squid watercolor, and other works by the very talented Iain, go to Iain Stewart Watercolors website or Facebook page. Make sure to become a fan!

You will see that Iain only dabbles in dog portraiture, but is an amazing Landscape Watercolorist (I have one in my bedroom that he gave to us on our Wedding Day) and a talented Architectural Illustrator. In addition, he does a wonderful drunk Scot impersonation, and a damn funny r2d2.

It makes me feel a little like a wealthy Victorian lady to have a commissioned portrait of my favorite pet. I must go find my parasol and bonnet now.

WAHM Perks

Tuesday, August 4th, 2009

So, I bitch a lot about staying at home with my kids. It is exhausting being a stay-at-home mom, and even more difficult when you work from home. I don’t work a ton of hours, but I do some freelance Technical Writing, editing, etc. Just a little something to keep me current, and to bring in a little extra dough.

Sometimes, though, I am reminded of how lucky I am, even though I don’t make a ton of money, and it usually takes me twice as long to do things as it would if I had no kids “helping me.”

Like this morning, for instance. I was editing a ColdFusion test, and decided to take a break. When I say, “decided” i mean that the kids came upstairs and starting trying to kill each other, and I thought I should distract them. I had just the thing.
PJs, Paper Planes
Prince, Princess, Kandinsky Ripoff
I need to remind myself every so often that the Work-at-Home-Mom (WAHM) job description includes such awesome perks as:

  • Working in PJs until lunchtime
  • Opportunity to expand knowledge of paper airplane design, engineering, and manufacture
  • Occasional payment in Art
  • Not too bad.

    Art For Kids

    Thursday, November 20th, 2008

    This morning, I heard Todd and Rollie talking about one of Rollie’s paintings from school. We get about three per week. They are . . . interesting. I didn’t hear the whole conversation, but Todd came in with eyebrows raised, looking a little speechless, then asked if I had overheard what they were discussing.

    “Rollie, come in here and show Mama your painting from school,” Todd said, staring at me eyes wide and unblinking.

    “Look, Mama!” Rollie said, holding up the painting.

    I could not discern what he was portraying in the painting. I was scared to ask what it was.

    Todd said, “Tell Mama the name of the painting, Rollie,” keeping his voice calm and level, and somehow free of laughter.

    Rollie beamed at me, holding it up higher for me to see.

    “It’s Rollie’s Blood Monster!”