We discovered an entertaining sprinkler fascination for one of our dogs. He goes crazy playing with any sprinkler as he takes off running, jumping and trying to snatch droplets out of the sky. Here is his serious face as he notices that I have the sprinkler ready to spray in my hand.
Of our two children in retirement, “Max” is our tri color guy who is a running child, and the more sedentary redhead is “Hurley” who is more elderly. Hurley likes to sit in pools of water or mud instead of chasing a sprinkler around. Hurley sits in the background watching as Max sprints to catch the water.
Max loves to play in the water and we love to be able to enjoy this with him.
Now here is a real expert, “Lady” knows exactly how to show pure love. It is really simple. I doubt that anyone has any question about what she is saying.
Sometimes life gets all filled up with chores, duties and jobs. Things happen and everyone gets worried and all the texting and fretting begins. Then, a fresh dose of unadulterated love smacks you right in the face, fully reminding you of what is really important.
Love is what is important.
Next time I feel overwhelmed I will remember Lady’s sweet face and the power of what friendship can do.
I had my Schiller piano tuned this morning by Mike Paul. He has been tuning for years and years. He says it is a really beautiful instrument and sounds so full and vibrant. It makes practicing a pleasure as it fills our house with music.
Evidently, it was originally purchased for Spokane Washington symphony but was just kept in storage and was later purchased by a lady who wanted her daughter to learn to play. However, she never did learn and the piano sat in their home not being played. It was brought into Peter and Linda’s second-hand store from an estate sale. Linda and her sister bought the piano and it was passed from nephew to niece but none of them played so it was carefully moved and not played. But, in 2016 it was given to us and I have loved it ever since.
When Mike Paul was tuning he said I should take a picture of the serial number and ask the manufacturer to find out what it is worth. So, I contacted the manufacturer’s restorer, even though it doesn’t need any repairs, at Antique Piano Shop for information and here is what he said. It was built circa 1911 and appears to be made of exotic grain walnut wood and is of the carved Louis XV style.
All the wood is really beautiful grain and the words are golden and written in Old English.
Check out the warranty on the inside of the lide.
This is to Certify that this instrument is Warranted for the term of TEN YEARS from the date of its manufacture, and should the instrument, with proper care and use, prove defective in material or workmanship within that time, it is hereby agreed to put it in good repair upon delivery to our factory.
Schiller Piano Company F. G. Jones Prest., Oregon, Ill.
Check out on the top left, $425.oo Net Cash Price at Factory – Schiller Oregon Ill. How much was $425 worth in 1911? It is $11,849.76 Whew!Here are all the barely used hammers. So blessed.
Life drawing class was great fun this week. We had Fiddlin’ Red Simpson who is a wild west personality and owner of the music store in Sandpoint Idaho (111 Church St). This wonderful character posed for three hours at the studio of fellow artist Terry Lee for our life drawing class. This sketch above is my favorite 20 minute image from the night.
During the breaks “Fiddlin’ Red Simpson,” showed us a 1800’s fiddle that he found in his homestead cabin. He refurbished it and listening to him play it, was truly a gift as we heard a sound that was absolutely beautiful! Talk changed to be about the many adventures that this man has participated in, along with many kinds of music venues experienced. It was like being in the company of my Mom again to hear this caliber of talent musically.
As we drew and painted I found myself easily seeing a wagon train journey, envisioning horseback riding across the prairies or Yellowstone. What a great era to live in. It was a very welcome walk back-in-time for me.
This man performs for small and large events with a 2 to 4 person band called the Risky Gents, see the Monarch Mountain Band. If you hear of any gig’s, please let him know at firstname.lastname@example.org. As I looked at the information on the internet about Fiddlin’ Red, it became clear that we were really lucky to have him in the studio Monday night. I look forward to seeing him again.
This man proves himself nothing short of a idiot in his first days in office. Here is a bumper sticker showing how I feel about the loss of my freedom by the stolen election.
Kingdom of Biden
Sleepy Joe is the bogus “Commander-in-Chief” who introduces us to the “Kingdom of Biden” as he issues executive-order after executive-order. He is a cancer that is fast-growing. Our country dies as his kids and special interest groups prosper. ByeDen and Heresy are nothing more than thieves who are not valid as President and Vice-President.
Freedom is Gone
I hope our brainwashed liberals are paying attention as our freedoms disappear. Any Questions? Contact me if you’d like to order some.
An unidentified flying object landed on our deck this summer in the form of a giant brown moth.
Do you know what he is?
Does anyone know what kind of Big Brown Moth this is? It landed on the back of our deck chair during the summer and it was almost as big as the hummingbirds flitting around. He was about the size of my palm and half of the fingers on my hand. Really big! He just sat there flexing his wings and it was great to notice all the color on his wings. He is not just brown.
I apologize for the background noises, hummingbirds, chirping birds and the dog walking across the deck. If you recognize what he is please drop me a comment so the mystery can be solved.
I grew up in Hawaii and in our schools there was no extensive study of the founding fathers and the creation of American Civil Rights. Our level of education generally wasn’t the greatest. So, I am taking a free course online at Hillsdale College to learn about them now.
The first lecture was, “Why Civil Rights Matter“. It introduced me to begin considering things I have never really sat down and thought about.
The second lecture was, “Civil Rights and the American Founding.” Now, I have to bust out the dictionary to keep up but the effort is well worth it. It kind of explains the different types of rights involved. I am learning about American politics and how things are supposed to work.
Before being confronted the next time, maybe you too, would like to be more informed. How is our government supposed to work? Hopefully, the next confrontation with an excited liberal will be less stressful. I want to be able to talk calmly and intelligently about truth, instead of reacting to inflated emotions?
I’d suggest that you take this course. In fact I wish all Americans would.
A lot of my images are gift inspirations from my dreams. A vivid dream occurs with an image or sound and even sometimes words spoken, and if I am lucky it flashes through my mind right as I wake up. Then I run down to the studio to put it down on paper before it fades away. This pencil sketch is one of those dreams.
I went to bed worried about the state of the world asking, “What am I going to do Lord?”. You know, one of those times when the world’s troubles monopolize your mind making it impossible to feel any serenity.
Be careful when you ask the Man Upstairs for advise, cause you usually get a real direct reply. This was a reply with Him standing in the wind saying, “Don’t loose your Focus!” as He reached out to me and right then, a bright white dove returned home to sit on His hand. His eye had a great sparkle that extended out making everything bright. Right then I knew everything would be alright.
Steps to do a pencil rendering of that dream. I first sketch out a very preliminary layout moving items here and there to get the basic idea down. I begin to search my image files and the internet for references for the hand position, and the facial expression. Next is a search for a flying dove image in my reference books and online. With the help of Photoshop I am able to build a layout to work from that fits what I remember.
the second book of the Bible, which recounts the departure of the Israelites from slavery in Egypt, their journey across the Red Sea and through the wilderness led by Moses.
After witnessing the absolute insanity of the election allowing “blatant cheating” I am feeling low and looking for a ray of hope. So, what did I do? Check-in with Facebook. Since Facebook screens out any viewpoints that express non-agreement with the left there was not even one ray of hope to find. There is no allowed different point-of-view. The foul-mouthed left that is predominate has become a reliable dose of hate, gloating, and stupidity that burns up any goodwill my heart used to feel. Honestly, it has become quite apparent;
Facebook is a waste of time!
Using up my time that can be spent better elsewhere, anywhere else. Facebook is now in my circular file drawer and I do not intend to share my life with that program anymore.
Serendipity or is it just part of the plan? Yesterday I completed a pencil sketch of items noticed on my window sill and desk in the studio. Three items just happened to be right in front of me and it was a little freaky because….they made me think.
First off, that saying really caught my eye because it s a thought I have had a lot of lately. Next to this contradictable saying sets an old fashioned “source of light” (God). A light source that lights our way when the electricity is out at our home. You can see that both of these items rest on top of my bible lying on the desk.