Try, Try Again

So much for paying attention to the "blog today" lines on all those "do today" lists.

Well, this is the 30 days of knuckling down. eat better, exercise more, get more accomplished. Blah blah blah. But now I can cross off "blog today" from the July 2nd list. Hot damn. Simple pleasures ARE the best. At least right now. One drawer cleaned on the work desk and a blog logged. Now on the mom and two cubs pastel. The title came the other day...."It's Never Too Early to Start Placing Blame."

Rain came to the cities today but not to here. The little ponds are drying up. Some of the ferns are getting crispy. But the tomato plants are doing good so far. The old timers are looking great.

Two days to get ready for the Stockhom wI art fair. I hope it goes as well as last year. Hot - but good sales and much fun. i do miss the Eagle River crew. Serious sigh. And Tara and I spoke of Breyerfest today. Those be long ago days already.

Well, will I keep this up....? Not even I know.
On to what's left of this glorious day.

-Sue

It's Spring

The art fair applications keep going out, to new shows and old shows. You never know where you'll find "your people." One rejection so far, and one "you're on the Waiting List." This is one of the trade-offs for being self-employed. The annual waiting out the jury results. It helps makes artists just a tad more crazy. Be kind to your artist pals in early Spring - maybe buy 'em a cup of coffee, and give 'em a gentle backrub. Who knows - you might just parlay a wee bit of understanding into a lovely piece of original art. I'm not promising - but one never knows.

We are working on Pearl's own section on our web site. She has posed with so many human good sports in the past few years - and has also agreed to be sniffed by an art fair dog or two. I wonder what they think..... Does her faux fur pelt smell boring? Does her real siver fox collar smell silver foxxy? Why is she wearing pearls?

On to the day- it's pastel time! (although two oil paintings are also in the works, and at long last.... the start on a dancing bear sculpture.)

Fare-thee-well,
Sue

Bearly Noted

Greetings-

Welcome to the next grand adventure. Tonight finds me fighting with my lovely computer in an attempt to finally join the ranks of those who blog. We shall see what we shall see.

I had a sense of humor when I started this evening but it's long gone. The Magic Sleep Couch is calling. Several nights ago I slept in the theater while "watching" "Casino Royale-" the power of gunfire to put me to sleep is an old joke now. Oh well. Did wake up in time for most of the end, and have heard that the middle was at least as good as the excellent beginning and end.

Another day will find my art fair traveling companion Pearl the Bear awaiting the creation of her new friends Ruby and Ella. Bring on the Foam-Core. Bring on the glue. Give thanks to the new friend who donated her mom Ella's coat. Faux fur and mink - an odd mix, but it's got to be done. And before the next art fair. Let the growling begin!

Fare-thee-well,

Sue Bear