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8/27/15 Paintings from The Art Club

The Art Club certainly drew various and differing paintings. The vibe was creative and relaxed. However, the humans were all sad that Dad was several hours late and did not make the Club. Maybe next time.

Jamie painted a geometry-themed abstract that we are calling, “Disobey”. I really think he is on to something with the use of shadows:

disobey

The quote on your lower left reads, “Sometimes the appropriate response to reality is to go insane.” by Phillip K. Dick

I find Jamie’s painting intriguing, and I’ve been thinking about it a lot. I also like his use of a quotation in the artwork.

Erik made a blended color, fire-breathing dragon. Mom says it reminds her of me! But I think she is kidding.

dragonfire

Is it a love dragon? Is s/he breathing hearts of fire or hearts on fire? There is a softness to the dragon’s face that I like. This is another painting I’m enjoying looking at and thinking about.

Finally, Mom (the tattoo enthusiast) painted a tribal rose on a white background.

tribalrose

Mom says she wants to sharpen the lines a bit now that the painting has dried and add a little more white and highlight in spots, especially amongst the leaves.

All in all, the family had a wonderful time, and agreed that this was the best idea Mom had come up with for a long time. Everybody is looking forward to the next painting session, and hope that Dad can make it.

You may be wondering what I did during the painting time. I mostly lay under the table and occasionally on the chair to avoid getting paint on my white fur. I already have a black spot – don’t need another! Woof! (tail wags) I enjoyed being with my family and having a good time.

Let me ask you: If I gave you some paint and a blank canvas – what would you paint?

Woof! Love, Maggie

8/4/15 Eggplant Parmesan and a Guest for Dinner

Yesterday, Mom decided to try something different and make an eggplant parmesan for dinner.

She found a recipe in which the eggplant is breaded and baked instead of fried. Mom liked it, but said the eggplant parmesan she’d had with GiGi was better. Sometimes, Mom is hard on herself.

eggplant

Dad called Mom and said, “How much of that eggplant parmesan do we have? Because I’m bringing a guest to dinner, and I’ll be home in 15 minutes.”

Mom went into a blind panic, but was thankful she’d cooked enough for a small army. (She is still not used to only 3 humans living in the house).

Dad’s guest was a very, very, interesting man named, “Gines”. The “G” is practically silent, and sounds like, “Inez”. Gines is new to Dad’s work, and he spent the day alongside Dad, learning the ropes.

Gines was born in France, is Venezuelan by heritage, and has also lived in Spain. He is an artist, was the owner of a fabulous salon in the U.S., and now is doing art with – of all mediums – horse tails. Let me explain how this works.

Say, for example, you have a beloved horse and it passes away. Naturally, you would want a memorial to this magnificent animal. Gines would take the tail and braid it any number of different ways, display it in a hand-made cabinet with your ribbons, awards, photos, and the like. He showed Mom several pictures of his work and she was blown away. Some of the tails were braided with 8 strands. This business has not taken off yet, so he is kind of doing this on the side.

Gines also has done body painting, hair, makeup, and photography. He is internationally known and recognized. Mom thought he was very Continental and talented. She was also nervous about serving him the eggplant.

Gines and Dad loved the eggplant. They ate, talked some business, talked some amusing stories, and then Dad gave Gines a ride back to the office, where he then took his car and went home.

After Dad and our special guest left, Mom allowed me to have some of the sauce from the eggplant parmesan. I can attest that it was delicious!

lickplate

If anyone wants information about Gines and his art, please send Mom an email at etmcmanus@comcast.net and she will give you the information.

Woof! Love, Maggie