Checkers

Also, more watercolors from a few weeks ago, an image from One Hundred Year of Solitude.

Father Nicanor, who had never seen checkers played that way, could not play it again. Ever more startled at Jose Arcadio Buendia's lucidity, he asked him how it was possible that they had him tied to a tree.

"Hoc est simplicissimus,: he replied. "Because I'm crazy."

Old people on bikes

This is the 3rd of three panels, I guess I'm working backwards

I give you mother earth...

floatin around in outer space.

Hey from Texas

I've been busy since graduation in the spring. I was home in Virginia for a month or so working and then packed up my truck and Mary and I headed for Texas! So here I am three weeks in Austin, my truck has since broke down and I have had no luck finding a job so far :( But it's cool in time all will be well.

As far as art I'm sorry to say I don't have much to show. While at home I did one illustration but unfortunately I can't show you that because I haven't gotten it scanned in yet but it's my oil drilling protest of course and as soon as I get squared away I'll show it to you. I also did some commissioned work for my sister and brother in law. They were three 2 1/2 x 4' woven pieces and I of course sent them off with out snapping a few photos but I'll get some eventually.

So today I rode the bus out to this sweet art store and spent more money then I should have on really nice paint brushes and a few other things. I am going to do three pieces that I am hoping to get in this gallery show downtown.

Here is something to look at until I can get more organized. They are some mixed media cityscapes I did for the man-ipulated show at the Co-lab in Savannah before I left. Not the greatest image but hopefully you'll get the idea.

ladies and gentlemen, I give you Anita O'day

Walt Whitman

Claypool Portrait