busy busy

I think I finally have the store done, except I keep tinkering around with it and adding/deleting/rearranging things. But I have "Chains and Leather" (Percheron horses) and "My Foot!" (cat) on there now. That takes a long time! Shop shop shop! The "holidaze" are just around the corner! And here's a special promotion! (geez don't I sound cheesy trying to market things?) ;-)

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I plan to add a gazillion more things at some point but time is pretty tight right now. Ideally I'll get a few more things on in time for Christmas orders, but I'm not sure I can get it done in time.

I've been working with Shylah (horse) a lot, and hopefully will be able to ride her around the time she turns 3 (June). She's doing REALLY well, but is still so small and narrow-shouldered that she doesn't fit (well) into my saddle. I need to take some action pics of her in the round pen, she's a darn good looking horse (err, pony?)

I have applied to be a vendor at a show up in Northern CA in late April. It's a horse show. There was no real application procedure and no deadline given, so that made it pretty tough to know how to apply, but I gave it my best shot and hopefully will know within the next few months if I've gotten in or not.

Pretty pics I took today:

Ooh, cool!!

Black t-shirts coming soon!!



I am still working on rearranging the store and I haven't had time to add more images yet.

an accurate prediction

As expected, I was not capable of remaining upright and awake for the duration of the day, so shortly after getting home from several hours of printing, I did indeed zonk out. Gosh, what a shock.

The auction was uneventful, although I did get there a little later than I normally do and had to wait a half hour to unload the birds. Now I just have a couple of halfway decent BBRed cockerels and a few pairs of Brown Reds to sell...for now...maybe more in a few months. I'm keeping more than I usually do so that I can show about a gazillion of them at the National meet(s) in January. That is going to be so much work. Oh geez, I'll give myself a headache thinking about it.

So anyway, after dropping off birds I headed over to the print studio, got there at 8am.. I had some problems with the etching plate--lines I thought I had successfully scraped/buffed out were worse in places. I'd never done much with scraping a zinc plate before, but I now know there is a very specific way to do it! I didn't expect to be able to pull a lot of prints from this particular plate. It's so finely etched and such a subtle variations in tones I really thought it would wear out and lighten up pretty quick, but it totally held up til I reached the end of my paper supply....and I wished I had more paper! I am debating getting more and going in again to print more. I have 13 good prints (7 bad ones) but I think I could print more good ones. I always feel obliged to get as many prints out of a plate as I can. So, hmmm. Then again, I've never sold out an edition, so I'm not sure having a larger number of prints would even be beneficial. The higher the number of prints, the lower the price will be. I hate pricing art. Some people say I overprice, some say I underprice. Maybe I really should just double everything!!! ;-)

Anyway, I got home around 2, and decided to see how my bed was feeling around 3, and then the next thing I knew it was 5. And what did I dream about for those two hours? Printmaking. Over and over and over and over I saw my hand inking the plate, buffing off the ink, wiping it clean, over and over and over. Holy crap. As if I didn't see that enough in real life today, I then had to take a nap and dream it all over again? No wonder I'm still tired, that's like I did another two hours of printing!

Sleepy time.

the chicken wrangler

It is perhaps one step down from the romanticism and intrigue surrounding the cowboys of the old west, but the chicken wrangler is nonetheless a force to be reckoned with. Dressed in frayed jeans and an old sweatshirt, various barnyard remnants stuck to her shoes, her hair twisted up into a bun (which inconveniently manages to get snagged in the netting covering certain coops, gaaa!), she ventures out just after sundown with her trusty flash light and gingerly picks "the chosen ones" off of their perches, taking care not to disturb the rest of the sleeping flock. It's a thankless job, this chicken wrangling, and one that can only truly be understood by fellow chicken wranglers (they're out there...).

There were twenty-seven birds to wrangle this evening, and I'll be off to auction in the wee hours of the morning. Being "the chosen one" in this case is not an enviable position, but a necessary thing in the chicken world. It means more room for the good ones, the hopefully-soon-to-be-champions who will be shown in the upcoming months...and hopefully kick some booty! :-)

And then after dropping birds off at the auction I will go work in the printmaking studio, where I will print the edition from an etching plate I started several months ago. There is something about the studio that just drains me. Even if I don't do anything strenuous, it's like an energy sponge. So despite my best intentions to come home and work on Standard drawings all afternoon and evening, I am predicting now I will zonk out on the couch for a least a while! But hey, I do have to get up at 5am...

On that note, sleepy time!

(sometimes it occurs to me that keeping a blog really is kind of strange... who on earth reads this stuff? They are addicting though aren't they? And mine's relatively "normal." (yeah, how scary is that if I'm calling my own chicken and art ramblings NORMAL)... I clicked on the "view random blogs" button the other day on the blogger home page...criminy there is some freaky stuff out there...and people say some mighty personal things!!!)

ha ha, whoops

This is what it looks like when I am trying to shoot a little video to show how bored the horses looked, and then a bee lands on my arm...

(probably requires a pretty fast connection to view this)

click here

ps--no, it didn't sting me, but at the end of the video I think Gwen is giving me a funny look! ("are you nuts??")

fun with horses

I was outside waiting for the chickens to go to bed yesterday evening (some had gotten out because bonehead Nellie (dog) made a hole in the wire while attempting to retrieve an egg, so I let the whole group of them out, then had to wait til they went in for bed so I could shut the door). While waiting, I decided to have fun with Shylah's mane.


She's not quite at her full winter yak hair mode yet but she's close. I don't know if it's a breed trait or just her personal history, but she seems to gear up for winter in Canada every year... which is slightly overkill for a place in California where we don't even get any snow. I'm sure Gwen wouldn't mind if Shylah went back to Canada! And, all that hair hanging off her belly makes her legs look even shorter than they already are. I wonder if she'll grow more. I've been thinking she's a bit bigger lately, but every time before that I've measured she's been the same as before, so I think I'll just let myself believe she's bigger and not get proof that she isn't. Even if she stays pony-sized, she's an awesome horse. Hopefully she will at least fill out enough in the shoulders that she can wear my saddle!!

Doggie Tales

We got this postcard in the mail the other day about a lost Jack Russell Terrier, with a pretty hefty amount of reward money. Yesterday I was walking up the driveway from the road and off in the far corner of the neighbors' field I saw a JRT! I was thinking "pleeeeease let this be the same dog!" Not that I really could have accepted a large sum of money just for happening to stumble across a dog, but it wasn't the same dog anyway. I walked out there and called the dog, and she came running up to me. I didn't recognize her as one of the locals, so I brought her to the house, snapped a leash on her, and called the phone number on her tag. Turned out she lives maybe a quarter mile away, and probably would have gone back home if I'd left her alone, but I didn't want her to go out on the road. So her owner came and picked her up, and now I've met another one the neighbors.

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There is a gigantic, mostly deaf, obese, old black Labrador that lives in the neighborhood. He's not neutered. He's a nice dog, doesn't mess with my birds, and will come over to "help" if the farrier or vet is here and the gate happens to be open. Certain other neighborhood people don't like him much. Actually they hate him, because he wanders all over, craps in people's yards, and in his younger days would search far and wide and be very destructive toward fences and kennels in search of females in heat. Even in his old age, he still wanders. There is one person in particular who really bears a grudge, I think because the dog ripped up their fencing years ago to try to be around the female dog they had at the time.

They have a new female dog now, and I find it somewhat hypocritical that they don't keep her very well contained (she's something of an escape artist)...or spayed. So every now and then when I am sitting in the front window area working on my art, I see this female wiggling around the field out front, flirting for all she is worth with this ancient black lab. He'll prance around in his stiff-legged way and wag his tail a lot, but that's been all he can do these last few years....

...Until a couple days ago. And let's just say that if the old guy isn't shooting blanks, there may be puppies before too long... Wouldn't that be sort of like karma?

November already?!

Criminy! Time is flying, this is just ridiculous! Less than two months til Christmas! Less than three months til my "deadline." OMG, there's something to really stress about. I will not have all the work done by then, but I've known that for quite some time now. I still have to get as much done by then as I can though. I may need to stop sleeping... I drew til 11pm last night. I work weird hours.

I read in the paper today that Michelangelo started work on "David" when he was 26 (hmm, kinda puts things in perspective...). I'm sure I learned that in art history too, but I've forgotten most of what I learned in those classes.

Happy Halloween!

Monday already!? I was going to wear my skeleton earrings today but I can only find one of them. Makes me wonder where the other one ran off to! Hmmm.

It was a busy weekend, but a good one. I spent a lot of time working on chicken sketches, but the pair I finished last night is going to need some MAJOR revising. It's always kind of embarrassing to email sketches to the committee when I know they aren't "right." Sometimes I need a little input to help me figure out how to fix them though.

I did a little photo shoot on Saturday of a pair of spurs. They are so pretty, and I'm really happy with how the photos turned out, so I'll post that here. My saddle-making friend is now doing a lot of engraving, and it's REALLY cool getting to photograph everything!


Sunday I went to the print lab for the first time since spring quarter. It looks more or less the same, but the feel of the place has changed. I am definitely not on the inside anymore. There's hardly anyone left around the art department who I knew, which is sad. I started an etching months ago, and I should finally be able to finish it either this weekend or the one after. Then I'm not sure what I'll do about printmaking. I haven't done it for ages just because of lack of time, but then I really start to miss it. It's a tough decision.

I also saw "Dreamer" yesterday, which was very good. :-) I love horse movies!

Well, I'd better get back to drawing chickens...

from the depths of my brain

Does it ever seem weird to you to see plants and trees growing in wooden planters? That just struck me as odd the other day....trees growing in containers made of dead trees.

Yes I'm weird, but I had to share. Now you all know I'm weird.