New Orleans

I just got back from New Orleans ...again. For some reason I seem to find myself going there again and again this past year. This is the 3rd time. There's something about the feel of the place and how everyone calls me "baby". Ok that does me in. Call me 'baby' and I'm in your power. It's my kryptonite.
This trip there was a parade every day for one reason or another, or no reason at all really. I spilled off the plane and into the pirate parade... the theme was "it takes a pillage"
sorry this is so blurry, but I'm afraid we'd experienced a bit of the local custom of the "go cup" by this time... I got into the pirate parade big time, arrrg matey! ("matey", is almost as good at "baby")We all collected quite a hoard of beads by the end.


Hey, who dat callin me wench??

evidence

i swear I'm not making this up. I was on foot the other day with Sparky (our hero) for a little walk in the river bed. I see something, but can't quite make it out, or believe there's something that big down the way, and as I got closer I was even more amazed! check it out:

This thing is HUGE, and made out of the boxes you get at the post office, turned inside out and spray painted. There's a cockpit and looks like there's going to be a propeller soon. How the heck did the people get it down there, and what is the message here? Perhaps a statement on what a river landing would look like here...(none too pretty).

Dang, I love this place.

summer necklace

Here's my summer necklace.( I made it!) I love blue in the summer, don't you? The shadow at the top of the photo is Bad Marie. She likes to help with these things... It's been a rather soggy summer here so far. Amazing and cool. They claim it's going to get hot next week. However, they've been claiming this for some time now...

get up or outfit.... you be the judge

In my opinion, if you're at the rodeo, it's definitely not a get up. Went to the rodeo the other night. It's a bit corn ball for sure, but dang it, I love seeing people tearing around entirely too fast on the horses. It made me miss roping. However I don't miss the injuries...

employee of the month

Sparky, security chief! On Friday, I was in hell, otherwise known as the DMV.... when I got home I discovered someone attempted to break into my house! Since I've watched hundreds of detective shows on TV, I'm practically and expert on crime, so with my carefully honed deductive reasoning skills I came to the conclusion that once they opened the sliding glass door, Sparky went into action and scared them off! There was some stuff rearranged in the studio, but nothing missing. And all pets alive and accounted for. Now one has to know that there isn't much to steal over here. My stereo could be called a "hi-fi" it's so old, and the TV is WAY old and has a vcr, no dvd player. so that may have something to do with it too. Never the less there's a happy meal in it for our security system!

Here's why I was at the DMV. I got a NEW CAR! well, ok it's used, but NEW!! to me. It's a toyota matrix. After I got it home I realized there were all these "m's" pasted on the car. It stands for matrix, but anyone who knows my deal knows that M's all over my car just won't do. On the back it said "m theory". who knows what the heck that means. I got the car at Beaver toyota. So I was able to just peel the M's off the thing, but now on the back it says "beaver theory"??? I haven't quite decided how I feel about that, but I will tell you for sure, there aren't many cars that say beaver theory out there, so if you see one, chances are it's me.

art is everywhere

In the last few weeks on the usual ride, these sculptures have begun to appear. This was one of the first. I don't know if the picture shows it but there is a purple plastic cup at the top which to my way of thinking is the most clever use of a plastic purple cup known to mankind.

Sparky approves.

As time goes along another appears, and more elements are added to them.

This week the artist has out done his or herself. This beauty appeared out of nowhere. It is a round platform mounted on a ceiling fan, mounted on a rolling office chair. There are streamers (designed to scare the heck out of horses no doubt) hanging down, a tiny mirror, a bell. All made up of junk found, dumped out in the arroyos where we ride. The whole thing spins . Keno the horse thought he'd smell it, and bonked it with his nose. The bell rang, the whole thing began to spin, and the streamers flapped...whoo boy, that was WAY more than he bargained for.

The artists identity is a mystery. I've never seen anyone carrying this junk around, or doing anything resembling sculpting... I hope to somehow make contact with this person. I am thinking right now a message in a found bottle and other articles of junk I've picked up out there. The idea is still in the formulation phase.

Brilliant

OK, I LOVE THIS

FOR ME THE SCREAMING IS THE BEST PART: