There's no place like home...there's no place like...especially there's no place like your own bed!
Grueling trip through the high plains of N. Dakota, Montana, and mountains of Idaho and BC.
Snow, blizzards, only stopping to sleep for a few hours at waysides in the middle of the night, one meal in a restaurant a day (nibbling on nuts, cheese, apples, and rolls the rest of the time). Poor Bob had to do all the driving as I was unable to "clutch" with my foot in the cam boot. When he was beginning to get delirious by end of day two I suggested we make the sacrifice and stop at a motel! They kindly allowed all four dogs in the room with us and they were good. It was the noise of the shuttling around of trains across the road that was not so good...some kind of Montana train hub. I don't remember the name of the town. We did get some rest in spite of everything and managed the next two days stopping at a wayside again. Our island home was beautiful to see again and as I hobbled in the door I realized how fortunate I am...our efforts to bring some character and beauty to this basically straight forward tract house have paid off. Sometimes you have to go away for a while to appreciate what you have.
A stop at the Burnaby IKEA proved a futile effort. I had planned to pick up 30 gallery Clip frames, 18"x24" for my upcoming solo show of life drawings but they had sold out of that size and it was now discontinued! We were tired and cranky and had to negotiate the maze that IKEA forces on one (I normally love going there but it has to be for the fun of just looking at everything, not so good when you have ONE specific item in mind and not a lot of time for hanging out). Oh drat and heck. Oh well. I have now ordered the glass from a local glass guy in Campbell River who will cut all 30 pieces for me at a fair price. Still waiting to hear from Opus about cutting up eight 48"x36" mounting boards for me. The Moore gallery clips are on their way from someplace in Conn. I have a little over three weeks to pull this show together.
And so followers, view above two of the photos of my lovely sister-in-law, Sandy Hahn, singer and musician extraordinaire, who is the subject of my next portrait. She has on her sequined jeans and shiny hair ornament and sits by her hand painted walls adorned with teddy bears and crucifixes - she and husband Phil have an old farmhouse, situated on several acres in the rolling southwest Wisconsin hills, and it is full of fascinating bric-a-brac and wonderful colour. Her performance costumes are mostly retro and shiny...very fun. You can contact her for a CD of her singing at ridgenvale@msn.com.
I appreciate the notes of sympathy over my broken foot and am glad to say that it is almost healed now and I should be free of this boot by week's end if the doctor ok's it.
There's no place like home...there's no place like...especially there's no place like your own bed!
Grueling trip through the high plains of N. Dakota, Montana, and mountains of Idaho and BC.
Snow, blizzards, only stopping to sleep for a few hours at waysides in the middle of the night, one meal in a restaurant a day (nibbling on nuts, cheese, apples, and rolls the rest of the time). Poor Bob had to do all the driving as I was unable to "clutch" with my foot in the cam boot. When he was beginning to get delirious by end of day two I suggested we make the sacrifice and stop at a motel! They kindly allowed all four dogs in the room with us and they were good. It was the noise of the shuttling around of trains across the road that was not so good...some kind of Montana train hub. I don't remember the name of the town. We did get some rest in spite of everything and managed the next two days stopping at a wayside again. Our island home was beautiful to see again and as I hobbled in the door I realized how fortunate I am...our efforts to bring some character and beauty to this basically straight forward tract house have paid off. Sometimes you have to go away for a while to appreciate what you have.
A stop at the Burnaby IKEA proved a futile effort. I had planned to pick up 30 gallery Clip frames, 18"x24" for my upcoming solo show of life drawings but they had sold out of that size and it was now discontinued! We were tired and cranky and had to negotiate the maze that IKEA forces on one (I normally love going there but it has to be for the fun of just looking at everything, not so good when you have ONE specific item in mind and not a lot of time for hanging out). Oh drat and heck. Oh well. I have now ordered the glass from a local glass guy in Campbell River who will cut all 30 pieces for me at a fair price. Still waiting to hear from Opus about cutting up eight 48"x36" mounting boards for me. The Moore gallery clips are on their way from someplace in Conn. I have a little over three weeks to pull this show together.
And so followers, view above two of the photos of my lovely sister-in-law, Sandy Hahn, singer and musician extraordinaire, who is the subject of my next portrait. She has on her sequined jeans and shiny hair ornament and sits by her hand painted walls adorned with teddy bears and crucifixes - she and husband Phil have an old farmhouse, situated on several acres in the rolling southwest Wisconsin hills, and it is full of fascinating bric-a-brac and wonderful colour. Her performance costumes are mostly retro and shiny...very fun. You can contact her for a CD of her singing at ridgenvale@msn.com.
I appreciate the notes of sympathy over my broken foot and am glad to say that it is almost healed now and I should be free of this boot by week's end if the doctor ok's it.
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