It's been awhile since I've written about Gonz. Well he failed puppy class. He's in a new class, a one on one class: one Gonzo and one instructor, but lets be real here, we need the instruction he's there for the ride.
In hindsight we were horrible dog people to Gonzo when he first came to us. 2013 was not a good year and Flossie leaving us right at Christmas and us getting Gonzo right at Christmas made a perfect storm.
We loved him for just being a puppy, we needed a ball of fur and we loved him for being a ball of fur. We laughed when he did cute things we cuddled him when he did cute BAD things. We enabled him to do anything he wanted, because he was the fur ball we needed. In our defense though his personality is aggressive and dominate, he came to us like that. The signs were there and WE ignored them, because he's our sweet fur ball to us. Ignoring them was our bad.
He's a 60 lbs Australian Shepard stocky and made of muscle. We have to be the leader not him. He's Not the OCD, talk/howl back at me Border Collie we had who never really had to be told no you can't do that Flossie. She loved everybody and everybody loved her. Flossie is laughing at saying this is what you get for bringing another dog into my house... a little shit. By the way he answers to ... little shit. Gonzo loves us and Sam's boyfriend, everyone else is shady and should be "dealt with." He's a work in progress and he's getting better.
Gonzo is what we needed and wanted , he's almost perfect. we're working on him.
The new painting makes me think of a Honey comb. It was suppose to snow between 2 -4 inches today it snowed about 10.
Sam got her learners permit today !
The Faces of Sam.....
A link to a Blog from the Arlington Center for the Arts:
it seems to take awile after a break to get in to it again. And i'm finally starting to really enjoy painting again. Here's one i'm almost finished with. And its not even blue.
Here's a time line. People often ask how long does it take to paint that. I have no Idea what they are asking, or mainly why. It seems simple enough, but it isn't. I'll write more in a bit. Things take time to piece together. (I've included the ducks in the first pix, mainly because I'm worried about them and strangely miss them) It is so cold. I worry about Bessie he's the BIG Peking in the background.
Yes Son got back to school ok they camped out in a tent in minus 15 degree temps. Oh to be young and insane. He sent me picture (one I will try to watercolor) wish I could post his pix, but he would be furious and I'd never get pix again. And I'm back to work.
I wish I could be the artist who could add words to paintings. I tried with the middle blue one, it says "paradise", it will be excavated out tomorrow. But thought I'd live with it tonight and envy those who can paint with language. I wish I could think of the perfect word to engrave in a painting, but I'm left suspended, over thinking it and under thinking it. ... maybe one painting will be perfect for.... snails see the beauty in every inch... kinda silly but i'd enjoy it.
*** No the painting above are not finished they still have aways to go****
Twenty year old son came home last night. He had a Dr. apt for his shoulder, he hurt it while rock climbing. He's been going to physical therapy for weeks. He has a cold and a bad shoulder. Yesterday morning he woke up at 5 am to climb Bare mountain, it was 12 degrees out. This weekend he's going ice climbing in the Adirondacks even though his shoulder is bad and now he has to go for an MRI looking for a tear in another part of shoulder and a possible cyst. So wouldn't everybody go skiing and ice climbing OMG . When does their common sense grow back. He had common sense honest he did. That's the problem with interning at Microsoft during the Summers, he can afford these things. Which would be good if he had common sense.
They are with you for 18 years, you teach them everything you think you can. And at an age it all goes away, all 18 years of life lessons you've engraved in their heads. All Gone. UHG.
Yea I had company today, She's sitting on a bird feeder. We have not seen Mr Bear this year. i haven't even seen his tracks for a few weeks. Maybe he's sleeping like he should be.
At a artist group meeting last year, a few artist were talking about how some destroy there bad work, some would never ever show it, some keep them around and revisit them. As I post this I wonder how many show there work good or bad in progress, I think a lot do, I obviously do. it's just paper and paint. I find myself often taking pictures of works in progress and put them on my computer screen , for some reason I can see their merits better here, and their warts more pronounced. Anyways here's something I've been playing with warts and all.