Archive | June, 2011


2 Jun

Dear Glass Window;


How on earth shall I photograph the sign that I have reverse-painted on you? The sunny day that I’ve waited for has finally come, and brings with it ever so many reflections.



Must I wait for nightfall? Must I find my old Canon SLR and its polarizing lens?



As ill-documented as it may be, I’m really pleased with how this window sign for West Side Wellness came out.

I am equally pleased with the massages I’ve been receiving at the same establishment, though I wish my body would stop requiring the words “quadrocep” and “adhesion” be spoken in the same sentence.

That is all.


Rockets red glare.

2 Jun

Well, chalk up another entry on the List of Things I Thought I’d Learned But Perhaps Never Did.

I didn’t expect I’d ever be browsing the Wikipedia entry for “American Flag”, but as I started painting this eagle I found that I had to.

This metal (iron?) eagle was in great disrepair until Jay got his hand on it recently, welded it back together, fixed the flaws in its metal, and painted it the rich gold you see in the background.

Then it was my turn to hand paint the flag, shield and stars on the thing.

So I made the flags with, say, 70 red and white stripes each. You know, for the 70 original American colonies.

Luckily I at least sensed something was off, and made the necessary adjustments.