A QUICKIE!
I had just made the deadline for submissions. Sent off my jpgs and my entry fee. Everything just in a nick of time. But then silence. No news? -- good news or bad? I dashed off an email yesterday. Oops! "Thought I got back to you." GOOD NEWS! The pieces have been accepted but the drop-off date was last Saturday. So, I rushed them over last night.
And you can see them this Saturday...
ONCE UPON A TIME
Before technology caught up in the way of laptops and required us to work between approvals of print forms at a press check, I didn't spend this down time reading the many magazines in the customer lounge but rather doing ink sketches like this one of EDITH WHARTON. One of my early Live-Journal blog writer-friends like Jo or Cindy or Anne Marie or Debbi or Kelly may have mentioned Edith in one of their posts. Maybe they quoted her. Or maybe not. Maybe I just found a picture source and drew from that. And as I often do, I Googled her and looked up her bio to see what interesting stuff might lie there. And even though I'm unfamiliar with her work. Never read anything she's written. I found out she liked to "write in bed." I thought that was kinda interesting and figured if I ever did a more complete portrait, I would do one where she was "writing in bed." Today is Edith Wharton's 151st birthday anniversary.
Happy Birthday, Edith!
EDGAR ALLAN POE
Today's Edgar Allan Poe's 204th birthday anniversary. He has been a subject of my portrait caricatures for some time. And most recently, showed up with a character-role in my latest graphic-novel magazine.
Happy Birthday, Edgar!
IT'S AN ODD SPACE...
The wall at the coffee shop.
It's sort of a half wall, at that.
But here's what I hung.
My odd collection.
WATCH ME HANG A RABBIT...
I mean, "pull a rabbit out of..." I mean, "pull a show out of my hat and hang it!"
Losing a weekend was not a good idea. Now -- according to yesterday's paper -- I need to "have a show" at the coffee shop, TODAY!
Guess what I'll be hanging?
Watching time pass...
Though I prefer the "mapping" function of an analog time piece strapped to my wrist, nothing is more entertaining than its digital counterpart. I most enjoy entering a room and finding a magical combination of numbers appear before me.
Counting in order:
1:23
4:56
Or "lucky pairs:"
11:11
10:10
Or number combos with meaning either personal or otherwise:
9:11
11:54
9:09
The latter being this beatle-maniacs favorite.
I have long given up the tradition of needing to see the year's end/new year's beginning countdown. And last night was no different. I turned off Netflix at 12:05. But I did see a digital-clock changing that seemed fitting. It was 12:12 when I last looked at a clock before hitting the pillow. I saw it change to 12:13.
Happy NEW YEAR all!
