"Bag It, Tag It...

Sell it to the butcher in the store."  I can't help singing that Phish song when I'm baggin' and taggin' artwork.  Its so catchy.  And appropriate.  It helps you work if you sing.

This guy is different from the others.  I thought I'd shake things up.

 I put this one in the white frame with a taupe mat and its making me quite happy.

These two costumed crazies evolved into a Court Street fantasy scene.

Is it wrong that I want it to go in this dusty old broken frame in the worst way?

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Framing paintings, painting paintings, tagging paintings, inventorying paintings, delivering paintings, all of it is keeping me hopping.  So, when our neighbor gave me these peppers I knew we needed soup.  White Chicken Chili.

Somehow I couldn't bring myself to chop them up without taking a bunch of photos of them.  They're so pretty.

There was work to be done and we need to eat, so I did it, I chopped them up.  Its ok though, I still have photos.

Back to the grind, framing.

Naturally this guy got a baby pink frame.

No frame required here.

This is a kind of weird frame to put a watercolour in, but when I tried it I liked it.

Same with this one.

Packing them up is bittersweet.  I didn't even get to live with these guys for one little New York minute to see if I even liked them.  But its nice to have a basket of fresh paintings to go out into the world.

Here's a Wayne Tree, framed in turquoise.

The whole time I was working this was happening.  She was with me emotionally though, I could feel it.

I put Three Feathers in a yellow frame and I'm not sure about it.  Oh well, too late!  Its out there.

Driving to the gallery there were wild turkeys in my tunnel, always a nice sight. I do wish, however, that there would have been time for a much more pleasing photo but this one will have to do I suppose.

I still have to decide if and how to frame these crazies.

Sometimes I don't want to frame my paper pieces.  I just want to stick a thumb tack through it on the wall and be done with it.  I'm tired of all these rules of framing and art show stipulations and gallery etiquette.  Thumb tacks I say. Good enough!

Paintings, Pies, and Pumpkins.

Its that time of year again.  And I live right smack-dab in the thick of Halloween Central so its very very very exciting.

The decorations have been out for weeks already.  Weeks.  It gets dark so early now and takes forever to get light in the morning as well, which means its really happening, this changeover-to-the-spookytime.

My plan is to just keep painting.

My littlest helper ate waay too much SheBySheeba and couldn't get off Shaggy Rug, so I had to go it alone yesterday morning.  You'll have that.

This little watercolour is about the trees, specifically the Wayne trees.  Aren't they fabulous right now!??!

If you're alive I'll bet you're busy today because this is such a busy time of the year.  Buuuuuuussssssyyy.  Its like pulling a tooth to paint a picture around here. Lots to do.

This past weekend was spent helping our Lodi youngsters paint pumpkins.  This one stole my heart:

In addition to the pumpkin-paintings, I helped to bake Apple Pies.  I tried to get creative with the decs.

They turned out so pretty.  I'm not sure why I don't bake pies every single day. Instant happiness.

This quote was added to this wrinkley watercolour from last week.  Did I show it already??  Oh I can't remember.  Anyways, here it is with the quote.

The to-do list is getting things crossed off so there'll be paintings galore from here on out.  At least that's my goal:-)