Art in the Afternoon

Lately, my studio and art class and I have been stealing away in the afternoons and making art anywhere but in the classroom. There's nothing like the autumn afternoon light in Ojai for inspiration, pouring in through the coffee shop windows, filtering through high up leaves.

Coloring Party

Mr. C and I heard somewhere that, back in the olden days, Warhol used to throw coloring parties. He's make a pile of prints and have his friends over to color them in. We thought this sounded like an excellent idea. So we made a mountain of prints, gathered some supplies,

and let the partygoers do as they pleased.

The results are magnificent.

Original Inspiration

My big brother is here to visit for a few more days. I love it when he comes to town. He was, without a doubt, my original inspiration for becoming an artist.

My Hero

This guy is my hero and the love of my life. He has been taking such good care of me since my spine got all outta whack this last week—running around like crazy with me limping and wincing in tow. My folks are pretty darn amazing too, but really, most of the weight of my total helplessness has fallen on this guy. And he just keeps telling me it's no problem, that it's all going to be OK. And that he loves me.

printing up a storm

These past few weekends we've been printing up a storm. It feels so good to be back in the studio, getting' messy and making new designs. Above are our "to die for" tanks, soon to be in the shop.

and we're back...

Back from my extended coffee break and ready to share photos and notes on all the travel, art, design and love of these many many moons.

Above is a shot of some store bought molasses cookies. I've since started making my own with this delicious recipe from Gourmet Magazine (be sure to read the reviews on this one as the suggested changes make it cookie perfection).

Blue Moon

It's a perfect night to be gazing at the sky, dreaming of far away places.

strawberries & rhubarb

Rhubard is not something I often find at our farmers' markets. So when I do see it, I buy as much as I can and make pie for my sweetheart. Rhubarb is his favorite.

This one got very juicy will all the delicious Albion strawberries I used. Whenever I bake a fruit pie I place a foil lined baking sheet on the rack below it in the oven to catch all the fruity runoff.





Sadly, I forgot the foil this time and those pink puddles landed on the bottom of our Hotpoint.

There's always money in the banana stand.

Came across this bizarre and wonderful looking show at Gallery 1988 in Los Angeles—just as I was feeling inspired to see some bizarre and wonderful art. I might have to put this show on the list.


What are your weekend plans? Anything wonderful in the works?