Art, Photography

Rainy Tuesday

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I came home last night to a flyer on the front door. The HAND (Housing and Neighborhood Development) inspector is supposed to be touring the complex today and tomorrow. He will apparently need access to all the windows, as well as the smoke detectors. Pets have to be restrained, and since there is a window in each bedroom, I have no place to stash Miss Brown (her crate is on loan to the pointy-eared red dog).

So, I’m getting an unwanted and unscheduled day at home. Hopefully, they’ll get to my complex today, so I won’t have to take tomorrow off, as well. It’s bad enough making up time on Friday, but I do not want to work on Saturday.

On the bright side, I was up bright and early, and have already made a loaf of whole wheat and sucanat banana bread. It just came out of the oven, and it smells divine.

I also was finally motivated to hang up some artwork. I’ve been here a year, and bookshelves aside, I had yet to hang a single thing on any of the walls. The living room and dining room are now sporting splashes of color, and it feels a little more like home and not just a vanilla apartment.

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The little walnut end table was my great grandma Nell’s bedside table. The oak dresser was my mother’s. It’s the one I grew up with. The fish were rescued, and since I’m useless, I keep forgetting to buy aquarium plants for them. The cat is sleeping in an old clementine box, where I keep the dog’s leashes and pick-up baggies. I was a meanypants and took away her perch on top of the little bookcase in the lower right, so she’s relocated.

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Some old paintings, because the newer stuff is all in books or on paper, and I haven’t gotten my act together to get anything matted and framed. Actually, only two of them are really old. The three smaller paintings were done while I was living in Owen County, so while not new, they are recent(ish)

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The little painting on the top shelf of the bookcase is the encaustic I’m currently working on. The rest of the paintings are old work.

Photography

More Bones

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I spent a couple of hours last night cleaning chicken bones. It’s a disgusting job. It’s also fiddly, because chicken bones are incredibly soft and porous to start with, and cooking them doesn’t help matters. It’s a fine line between removing cartilage and scrubbing away actual bone.

I got some wonderful, tiny vertebrae, though, so I’m not complaining. As soon as they’re done drying, I can begin phase two of the encaustic painting I started last weekend.

Photography

More Found Objects

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Electrical Outlet

I found this in a heap of building trash that my old landlord had accumulated. It was an ugly eyesore, but a treasure trove if you were looking for rusty old junk.

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Bones

Another dog walking find. I picked these up years ago, along with parts of a pelvis and jawbone. They were all lying in a pile next to a path. I assume they were from the same animal, maybe a ‘possum or cat?

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Fishing Lures

These came from the clean-up in Owen County. The top lure is a Jitterbug. It was in a pocket-sized tackle box. The bottom one was in a little plastic box full of junk jewellery.

Pets, Photography

Shelfie with Boneless Cat

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I had to look carefully to tell whether or not Pandora was still breathing. I’ve never seen such a limp cat. Her tongue was even sticking out a bit.

One nice thing about her being old and deaf is that she doesn’t hear the camera shutter. If I’m careful not to make any vibrations when I get up, I can sneak up on her pretty easily. Getting pictures of her sprawled out, sleeping, was nearly impossible when she was younger.

Photography

Found

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This is some of the junk I picked up while cleaning and hiking out in Owen County last weekend. The ceramic and tile pieces came from the driveway. The former owners were artists, and they used the driveway to break up china for mosaic work. There are little pieces of the leftovers mixed in with the gravel. Every time it rains, more pieces come to the surface, so whenever I’m there, I look around for them.

The little girl’s photo came from inside the house. It was in a pile of stuff I swept up off the floor. So were the nuts and washer and the metal thingumy in the top right corner. I haven’t a clue what it is, but it’s a neat shape and has a nice patina, so I kept it. The stone at the top is a fossil of some sort.

The turkey feather was sitting in the crook of a tree. It looked like a snake, at first glance, because of its pattern and size. Yes, wild turkeys do roost in trees!

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Photography

Window

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Flickr seems to be having Firefox-related issues. When I try to upload new photos in Firefox, they do not appear. Actually, make that any new photos from anyone. I get a blank square and the page tries to load indefinitely. It works just fine in Opera, Netscape, and Maxthon/IE, though. Hrmf.

Anyway, this is a reworking of a photo I took a year and a half ago. The original, and some others I took of the same building, can be found here. The carriage-house-slash-garage is behind my mom’s house. It was about to fall down, but she had it re-roofed and has been working on it. These are all “before” pictures. I don’t have any “after” pictures because it’s a work in progress, and, well, “after” shots of once crumbling heaps of junk are BORING.