Sign of the Season

Now that the weather has cooled down and is getting wet, it's time for the innappropriately dressed girls to pop up like mushrooms. Their native habitat is the shopping district downtown and their diet appears to consist solely of venti lattes from Starbucks. Calls vary slightly by the individual but generally consist of complaints about the weather delivered in a nasal tone and sliding up in pitch at the end. Scientists are still uncertain as to how their fattening diet is not reflected in their gracile physiques, or how, despite being well-connected to general media, they remain completely ignorant of the weather forecast.

Splashing Around

Here's a painting I did for a friend's birthday . . . it's been a while since I've used paint (real paint!) so I wanted to start off with something simple. I hope some more will be coming along before too long . . . after I finish my Halloween costume, anyway. Priorities!

Anyway, it's framed a bit wider than what shows up in the matted framed officially final version. The composition is a little better in the frame but it cut out some of the detail on the near tree trunks that I had had such fun with.