these nudes, watercolor paintings, are done on full sheets of etching paper which is three feet by 2.5 feet.
happily i was priviledged to join my friends to celebrate thanksgiving.
what good food. what fine companionship.
a perfect example of community, it was a happy time for everyone.
all the traditional dishes were served, games were played and there was a lot of laughter.
there were three grandfathers, one grandmother, one father, one mother, two children and a bachelor.
five out of the nine are artists.
the playing field.
inside each placecard was a word that later each person was to talk about in turn. the granddaughters worked hard on this project. and it was a great hit.
this giggly grandaughter loves her grandfather, the eldest present.
this is big sister a big help in the kitchen
our gentle hostess with daughter and granddaughter.
my good and gracious host, my friend of many years, capers for the camera… i think he's walking like an egyptian.
our lovely hostess
it helps a lot if you have good help in the kitchen…. mother and daughter.
here is mother working hard to present the traditional thanksgiving dinner.
the happy dad chatting with grandpas watching football.
the camera just loves this dog. or is it the other way around?
the star of the production, the turkey, arrives after carving in the kitchen by the dad.
come and get it!
the author attempting to be photogenic before leaving home.
altogether we managed to eat three pies, pumpkin, pecan and the centerpiece strawberry extravaganza,
two cranberry dishes, sweet potatoes and mashed potatoes, with gravy, string beans, a fantastic salad, two kinds of biscuits and of course, the entree with stuffing, the turkey itself, and, of course the gravy.
i was given the whole dinner to take home and have again the next day. now i have to do some serious exercising to keep it off my waist. vanity vanity vanity.
turn the page for the little clip of 'happy feet'. just click it off when it finishes… don't let it go on and on…. i can't figure out how to just show the one little clip without it going on to other clips. so just turn it off after it plays. i guess. …
i'm having thanksgiving dinner with friends so as a treat to myself on the eve of thanksgiving i made something special to share with the world. it's something i never ate before but had heard of. jerusalem artichokes. turned out they were just as good as i expected… even better.
this is the beginning. the meat is very thick lamb.
you can see everything except nutmeg goes into the sauce for the artchokes… not too much.
the artichoke would take forever if you braised them raw, so i cooked everything… the endives, shallots green onion etc. in my homemade steamer…. just a steel bowl in boiling water covered.
that takes about twenty minutes. the artichokes are a lot like potatoes but taste like artichoke hearts.
then you coat everything with rice flour and bread crumbs and herbs. basil worked just fine. braise in olive oil and butter. after simmering in the broth from the steaming for about half an hour add either cream or sour cream and cook very low stirring all the time for about ten minutes and the sauce becomes a beshamel sauce.
i don't have to tell you how to roast lamb but it should be marinated for a few hours with seasoning. then it should be broiled ten minutes and turned over; then broil the lamb five minutes more.
i just want you to see that the lamb should be cooked but not overcooked… yes, that's mint jelly.
this was a feast for thanksgiving eve.
have a happy thanksgiving everyone. and don't forget to give thanks for all that you are blessed with. …
self-portrait aged 16
when to the dangerous confines of my mind
i find myself enamoured of myself
so pleased with this or that encounter
stand poised for some glory or disaster
which must follow a grandiose delusion of my worth
i must with grim determination
look to my faults and send a truer version of the
to the command center housed in my skull (military
then, when i superimpose the negative, now
i count the failures, glaring inconsistencies, and
i am disillusioned and free to sense the urgency to
use what little force i have
with little or no expectation of reward, i find myself
in a smaller place
and the scale of spheres of being beyond my ignorant
laziness astounds me
but i am encouraged to redouble efforts from the
heart and entreat god for the power to do some good.
people, friends, family,
i can't sleep and i can't paint when i am so worried about money and physical problems. you can all be my brother theo, if you know what that means. vincent van gogh would never have been able to paint if his brother hadn't helped him. i'm not comparing my artwork to his, just my desperateness.
i hate to do this but i have to beg.
i am really behind the eight ball. i don't eat out and i don't go to the theatre.
there are three automatic payments coming up before my disability check comes on the first. that's going to cost me another ninety dollars in overdrafts. time warner again, my esurance and netflix.
if you look closely you can see that even a .97 arbitrary charge cost me $30. i'm going to iron this all out and use the paypal card for recurring payments until 'my ship comes in'
my cable, internet and phone are all time warner.
every month they disconnect me because they won't change my payment date one single
day. i tried to reason with them but they were going
to shut me
down again… it's so agravating. i tried to talk to the
bank to give the little leeway but they are making so much money on me why should they overlook a little 24 hour meeting of ends.
i attached this page so you can see the problem and
maybe help to
catch me up. then i can make it on what i get.
there's more to
how this happened but it all boils down to the time
which started this landslide. i thought i was getting an advance
on the venice mural job or i wouldn't have done it.
see my paintings at:
it you go to the I_ArtMan website, hungryeyegraphics.com, there is a paypal button for artist's relief fund. anything will help. even $2 from 30 people would cover my car insurance. i will be so thankful for any help you can afford.
you could even buy a drawing or a painting that is available.
once again i am so sorry to put you in the uncomfortable position of having to say no. or worse still that this will permanently change some people opinion of me. it's just a point of view.
there is this pregnant moment
which alters my direction
it is the baby i am
and not the man
but sometimes succumbing
to downward dreadful path
seems the only course
to shake things up.
all new beginnings are dangerous.
just like endings are anti life.
not trying to be enigmatic
just trying to pierce the veil with words. …
couldn't resist a post on the seventh day of the eleventh month of the seventh year of the new millenium.
food for the soul is notes i took while watching "out of africa", the movie from the book by isaac dinessen (karen blixen).
"the earth was made round so we would not see too far down the road."
"when the gods want to punish you, they answer your prayers."
also, what i think is a most appropriate epitaph.
"he brought us joy and we loved him well."
… rose lipped maidens and lightfoot lads….
now have some breakfast. it's a breakfast designed for a day when you know you are going to need a lot of energy. not for the faint of heart.
cottage cheese, chicken livers, orange juice, coffee, a banana, two eggs and real corn muffins with real butter.
and for luck my granddaughter. by me… of course.