I took my love, I took it down
Climbed a mountain and I turned around
I saw my reflection in the snow covered hills
’till the landslide brought me down

Oh, mirror in the sky
What is love
Can the child within my heart rise above
Can I sail thru the changing ocean tides
Can I handle the seasons of my life

Well, I’ve been afraid of changing
’cause I’ve built my life around you
But time makes you bolder
Children get older
I’m getting older too

Oh, take my love, take it down
Climb a mountain and turn around
If you see my reflection in the snow covered hills
Well the landslide will bring it down

If you see my reflection in the snow covered hills
Well maybe the landslide will bring it down

Ive been doing a bunch of errands dowtown in prep for the Italy trip. I will be house sitting all weekend out in Boring, so there will also be no posts until about Monday. Sorry. I know you will be tearing out you hair in anticipation.

This shows the first couple washes and the removal of the excess charcoal.

Return of the daily sketch. Revenge of the bunny.

Bunny’s revenge image.

You can look at the menu but you just can’t eat
You can feel the cushions but you can’t have a seat
You can dip your foot in the pool but you can’t have a swim
You can feel the punishment but you can’t commit the sin
And you want her and she wants you
We want everyone
And you want her and she wants you
No one, no one, no one ever is to blame
You can build a mansion but you just can’t live in it
You’re the fastest runner but you’re not allowed to win
Some break the rules
And live to count the cost
The insecurity is the thing that won’t get lost
And you want her and she wants you
We want everyone
And you want her and she wants you
No one, no one, no one ever is to blame
You can see the summit but you can’t reach it
It’s the last piece of the puzzle but you just can’t make it fit
Doctor says you’re cured but you still feel the pain
Aspirations in the clouds but your hopes go down the drain
And you want her and she wants you
We want everyone
And you want her and she wants you
No one, no one, no one ever is to blame
No one ever is to blame
No one ever is to blame

-howard jones

I’m trying to pull together a new blog here. All of my old archives will be imported.

Things are looking up. I’m fairly well settled into a new apartment and I have begun painting again at a good clip. I have a new painting started and a handful of requests for comissions. I have a meeting tomorrow night for the trip to Italy in september and a lead on a show for October at leaping lizards salon. I hope I can come home from Italy with enough work to put up at the salon. It might be a really nice show considering all of the painting I’ll be doing in the Tuscan country side. As bad as things have seemed recently I have to admit that I’ve been rather lucky.

The sore spot remains the withdrawl from the long relationship. I miss cuddles dammit. Also I even kind of miss the kitties. I talk to Adrienne regularly, but the communication is emotionally wearing on both of us.

I hope to post a few pics of the new painting soon in fact here’s the early charcoal layout…

This was drawn over the course of the day in wally’s backyard last week. I got a hell of a sunburn doing it. duh.

Every artist is a conartist. It’s all a big sham. Ready? Go.