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I did the latest Karin Jurick/DSFDF challenge. I'm not going to submit it. I will post a photo here, though. The background is actually white, but in the photo, it has a blue tint. I'll have to play with the camera until I can get it right. This challenge is a great idea. It's fun to see what all the artists do with Karin's photos.

Late last night I heard the screen door slam...

Here is my first attempt at a DSFDF challenge. I spent some time thinking about painting it and by the time I decided to try it, the challenge was over. I'd never painted cars before. Trying something new makes me nervous, but I did it. I can see some things that I should have done differently, but I actually like one of the taxis and I used some of my favorite colors, so it's not all bad!

My Discovery of Dermott

I have just discovered Dermott, an Old English Sheepdog from Australia, who now lives in Italy. He is incredibly handsome. I find him absolutely hilarious, even though I don't understand half of what he says with the "Australian/American communication gap". Our Labrador Rosie has fallen in love with him, too. Our terrier Briscoe says that if Dermott ever comes to Las Vegas on holiday, they can get together for a game of tiggy-touchwood. (Briscoe is picking up on Australian English very quickly. I have to have him translate for me.)

Sam Butera

I was very sorry to hear of the death of Sam Butera. He died yesterday at a hospital here in Las Vegas. I never got to see him perform with Louis Prima, but my mom and her friends caught the lounge act Louis and Sam did with Keely Smith and they loved them. Years later (after Louis Prima had passed away), I got to see Sam Butera and Keely Smith perform. They were wonderful - swinging music and lots of laughs. In case you aren't familiar with their music, it's a New Orleans jazz sound. Do you remember the David Lee Roth version of "Just a Gigolo/I Ain't Got Nobody"? That was done earlier by Prima and Butera. In fact, Sam Butera wrote that arrangement. He performed all over the world and was very popular in Europe. We're going to miss him terribly.

I haven't given up

I'm still working on the city scene. I'm not happy with my taxis or my buildings. What else is there? I told Jim that I'm going to see if I can get rid of some of my buildings and do them over. Being a Vegas boy, he had one word for me, "implosion".

Here is a painting I did of my sweet girl, Desi. She was just wonderful. I did this several years ago. It's on a half sheet of Arches 140 lb. cold press paper.

After lunch, I'm going to finish Big Yellow Taxi. If it doesn't work out, I'm moving on!

Can I Do It?

I've been waiting to post until I finished a DSFDF/Karin Jurick challenge. It's not the current challenge. I selected the one prior to that. I saw it just before the deadline and I wanted to paint it even though I wouldn't have it finished in time to submit. Well, it's still not done and I would like to say that it's really hard! Every time I look at it I start singing Joni Mitchell's Big Yellow Taxi because (yes, that's right) it has a big yellow taxi in it. In fact, it has several. Yikes! They are difficult to paint! No offense intended to Joni, but it's easier to sing about them than to paint them.

I would like to let anyone in the Las Vegas area know that Mary Warner has a show coming up in the Donna Beam Fine Art Gallery from June 19 to Jul 31. She and her art are very cool. If you haven't seen her work, check it out. She does a lot of florals. She works in acrylic and watercolor. I think she does some oil, too.

We had to take Cary Grant (my big bear cat) to the vet today. His brother bit him on the foot and it got infected. Poor baby. He's like one of Hemingway's cats with extra toes. I guess Chip Hilton, All-American Boy, just found the extra toe irresistible and chomped it. Anyhow, he's recuperating in the guest bathroom. He got a shot of a super duper antibiotic and I'm supposed to flush the wound twice a day until it heals. I'm so thankful for this new shot. It's supposed to last for ten days and that means I don't have to give him a liquid antibiotic. Hooray because giving a cat a liquid antibiotic is even harder than painting a big yellow taxi (even if the cat is a real sweetie like my Cary Grant)!

Mom and Baby