Second Space

So the RAW gallery showing turned out to be a minor disaster, unfortunately. Long story short: it pretty much turned out to be a rave with art displays. Yuk.
However, I did get a couple good connections from it. I am supposed to be getting an interview soon from the lovely ladies at Muse and the Mode magazine. They were a lot of fun  to talk to at the show and probably the most enjoyable contact I had all night.

I was also contacted  prior to the show by the gentlemen who run the Second Space Gallery downtown. It's a small but lovely gallery that doubles as a church. Very modern and clean (a far cry from the Vault where RAW was held...). I met with them last week and they are going to hang five large limited edition prints in their next show!

While I have not yet heard back on which pieces they want, I suspect it will be art from my sketchbook projects. They really liked the little girl with the dirigible, and I took several other existing pieces and altered them to go along with her. I'm sure you will find them all familiar.

So if you're around the area, I think the show will start early August and run for two or three months. I'm excited!

Hope this is finding all of you well and enjoying your summer!

coming home

rain dance

not quite what I had in mind

waiting

wind dancers

Happy Independence Day

 

Perspective

Up too late for days
watching small fur balls
running, wrestling, tu
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into spots of trouble
spots of spilled milk
spots on coats of softest fuzz
go round and round til I'm dizzy and tired myself...
worried they are frightened by all that's new
and making sure they are safe
and they hide while I check on them,
again
and again
until, exhausted, they sleep
I sleep

to wake with headache keeping sharp company.

Constant companion, it lingers for days
to reward me for worries
about this
that
and the other thing...
Small concerns seem large
large concerns seem insurmountable -
hills made of molehills
no less difficult to climb.

Distraction comes in the form of
redwhite
redwhite
redwhite
flashing in the street
     this quiet street
where nothing ever happens outside
of closed doors

and mountains seem molehills
once again

was it the wind sobbing through the trees
or some thing else
that haunts my dreams?

The moral of the story is
anti-freeze is bad for kittens

it's bad for people too.

    

Tuesday Newsday

We has kittens! 

I have never had little kittens before. They are something else. 

You may remember we lost our Missy Kitty a few weeks ago. We decided there was no way we could be a one cat household so we adopted 2 little sisters from Partners for Pets - Maggie and Starla (they were named Magpie and Starling but we thought those were big names for such little kittens...)

They are about 4 months old and quite the little furry rockets - they are everywhere all at once! The "old man" cat of the house, Buster, is not sure what to make of them, but I think he likes them, even if he won't admit it. He looks for them all the time, and a couple days ago I caught them all together: 

Maggie, the little tuxedo kitten, wants to do everything her new big brother does, and it's like he has his own little Mini-Me following him around. (And yes, that is a cabinet full of booze! Stop by and have a drink sometime...)

In other, non-cat news: I've been booked for a show! 

In all the years I've been doing art stuff, I've never had my stuff publicly shown anywhere. But that's about to change. On June 28th I will be part of an event put on by RAW:natural born artists, here in Spokane. This is a national organization with about 65 locations (although until a couple weeks ago I had never heard of them. But I have to admit, I'm not all that up on the local art scene for the most part).

It's a great opportunity for local artists of all kinds: art, photography, music, performance art, fashion and hair and makeup, film. I'm looking forward to participating and I think it sounds like it will be a lot of fun. I'm going to put up some of my Sketchbook art, I think. 

If you happen to be in the area, stop by and say hi!

Never Forget

It's a quiet, rainy Monday

and this song is stuck in my head... I would love to stay at home and snuggle down under a warm blanket, read a good book and listen to this band all day long.

"Pacific Street" by Hem.

Missing Missy

For those of you who have never known the love and joy of a pet, you have my sympathies. For those  of  you who think pets are "just animals", you also have my sympathies, and with all due respect, you are wrong. My "pets" are part of my family. In fact, I think I am a "pet" for my kitties as, clearly, they run the roost.

I am so terribly sad to report that over the weekend we lost our purry, furry little family member, Missy. She was the sweetest cat I ever knew.She was smart and funny and she loved everyone. She even had her own Twitter account.  She had little spats with her brother Buster, but they sometimes played together and would often look for each other around the house.

She loved chicken.
She hated having her feet touched.
She loved anything soft she could cuddle - blankets, pillows, teddy bears.
She hated the word "no."

She has been my sister surrogate and best friend for nearly 13 years. She has had a number of health issues over the past few years, but seemed to be just motoring along and was happy and fine - until she wasn't.

Friday she started having breathing trouble and by Friday evening we took her to the emergency vet because she seemed to be barely breathing. The vet found she had fluid in her chest cavity and lungs from an unknown cause and that it could be a mass of some sort. They put her in an oxygen box because she couldn't breathe on her own within just minutes of getting her there. Within a short time it became apparent there was nothing we could do for our little girl and we had to make the hardest decision I, personally, have ever had to make.

I like to think that perhaps she has found mine and Secret Agent Man's grandmas in Heaven and is getting lots and lots of pets and belly rubs. It is harder for us and we are truly grieving. In fact, I'm just going to post my pictures. I'll be back later this week.