FEBRUARY 1 1984

Today,

January 31

I started having some strange pains...

I was scheduled for a C-Sec March 14

and because I had never been in labor with Grace,

I didn't know for sure what I was feeling

so...

I called the Dr. who was 2 hours away ~~ we were in the middle of a very cold blizzard

He told me it was Braxton-Hicks..take a rest...call if something changes

in the middle of the night when my water broke

I called the hospital and asked that they call him

the nurse said

"honey, you come on over to the hospital and when you get here, if your water really did break then we'll call your doctor"

I said ok...I'm headed that way...btw..I'm down for a C-sec March 14

Dr. Schwartz 

met me at the door

He was born February 1, 1984 and currently is in possession of all baby photos

this is the day he took my scissors and cut his hair

he was born with a high and tight

or as he called it when he combed it...

"a shelf"

like his Uncle Jamie's

I always dressed him and Grace alike

something I think he's never really forgiven me for

nice shirt

the tree he's leaning on is just a few blocks down from where we live now

here he is

a man

choosing art

married

baby on the way

I think Grace has on a pink shirt and khaki skirt

these are the kind of photos I get from him

these are his cucumbers

sometimes he sends photos of

his roses

cardinals in his trees

his dogs

 the new car 

and just the other day

a new little man

that I can only pray that will give him as much 

joy 

pride

happiness

honor

as he has given us

Today...this is the email I got from him

I hope you will take the time to watch it because it is where we live

and it is truly amazing

both that it's where we live and that these are the kinds of things he sends my way

pura vida

Wyman, the photographer, used to live in the old jail in Benjamin, TX.  The photo of the coiled rattlesnake appeared on the cover of a wildlife magazine in the 80's. He said, there were times he crawled a long way on his belly to get a good shot of a wild animal.

The music is by Doug Smith from Petersburg, Texas

 

 

DETAILS

As we have been finishing up the last few details of the master suite renovation

I have noticed a "thing"

an eye rolling thing

as I play around with all my goodies

I change them around and around and around I guess for no other reason except

that I want to feel like after all this dastardly demo

I have landed myself in a spa

once I get it like I want it~

O.U.T.

with all the stuff I won't use that I have been saving all this time

(not knowing for sure if I want it or don't want it)

I have been buried and working around and painting around and caulking around

S.T.U.F.F.

that has memories and means something to me

I am so hesitant to let it go

but as I "arrange"

sometimes in my periphery

I see Mr. P.V.

oh yes

roll his eyes

he really could care less that I brought this 

thing a ma bopper home from a wonderful trip

I have no idea what it is...it came from a spa, it smells good

and when you move it around some kind of fine powder falls from it

who doesn't like that?

might be great for eye strain

and look at that sweet little blue dish that I bought at a garage sale?

and look at this cute little perfume bottle that I found in a box of 

S.T.U.F.F.

I bet hubs would like to bury his head in this jar of sand

don't you know he gets so annoyed at all the useless

vignettes

that I create?

and he can scarcely hold his eyeballs still 

when I move this rug from in front of the bath to the shower to the vanity

oooo...can you imagine burying your wet toes into this?

So...where WILL it go???

This precious thing has been waiting to sit on the edge of the shower niche for a very long time

with a the rosary of a Methodist

I so wanted Larimar counter tops

but I had to go without supper one night to afford these

I have only arranged this window sill 6 times

can you see that bubble in this glass jar?

and that coral?  Oh man..that coral!!!

and I bought this perfect chair off the floor

from Pier 1 in Lubbock during a winter snow storm!

I would have bought it for twice the price

but I only had to pay a portion of my chair budget to own it

as it was a close-out and the only one left

and yes...I have moved it several places as well..

but hubs is so glad to have a place to rest as he takes it all in

and what about all those soaps he's had to make room for by leaving his clothes behind at the hotels?

at least they smell good...seashells don't always

gosh I love that bamboo tray that I bought at an antique store for 1/2 off of $35~

when I moved this little number in was the time I realized it was not my imagination

that there was some eye rolling going on!

but if you want to talk

patience...

do you remember our tub sitting on the drive on baby bo peep's wedding day?

all I can say is this

thank the LORD

that I had some pretty stuff stashed away

to dream about

to keep my heart strong!

EDITH'S WATER CLOSET

Before I knew I was going to have Edith

we had to fill up about...

oh....

6 of these?  That dang hot water heater was 

H.E.A.V.Y.

And we all know how expensive plumbing can be right?

so when you can make use of existing plumbing it's a great thing

as in...old potty spot...new potty

and I always say....don't scrimp on art in the water closet

no-sir-ree-bob!

Interesting story...we found this old oil on canvas..unsigned

while moving a cabinet at Zulu Art Gallery

~on the day of the Tsunami~

actually, it was one painting (that I absolutely loved)

but I thought the subjects were not in proportion

so I had it cut into two paintings and framed them alike

I fell in love with the colors and I will never forget finding them behind the counter on that sad day

Sunday, December 26, 2004

the one on the left looks like Edith to me

We purchased this on the cobble streets of Rome

long before I ever hoped to hang it here

I just love the texture and colors

I love to collect sea shells

The black sand and sea glass came from Santorini

this jar is a wine decanter filled with such precious memories of taking 

Mattie on her dream vacation after graduating highschool with a 102 GPA

and entering Texas A&M as a Sophomore

we let her choose the destination

we thought she'd choose Disneyland

but....

she had seen Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants

I brought this brain coral home from Punta Cana

I stepped on it and have been having heel pain ever since

art can be in many forms would you agree?

this roof tile was on the beach also...maybe washed ashore from some long ago hurricane...

did the house it came from ever think its tile would live in my home?

do houses think?

well..mine does!

Hi Edith

since you are naked, you get to live here for a while

until my money priority is such that you become authenticated as a treasure

at which time

you might move to

????

So there you see...a very teeny weeny tiny spot

can be so full of 

 art, texture, color, hopes and memories

and most of all

accomplishments

MY ROTHKO

Two (2) things I love...

ok three (3)

1.  I love to watch Antique Road Show where the person has some random something they bought at a yard sale for $1 and it's valued at $75,000

2.  I love to look for those kinds of things on eBay and elsewhere

3.  I love to buy lottery tickets when the lottery is very high with the change I scrape out of my ashtray

ok...four (4)..four things I love

4.  I love to dream that someday...I will get very very lucky

This past summer my artist friend turned me on to

MARK ROTHKO

I bought some books about him and his work..and I must say I really like it

especially the yellows

So...this fall...when I was trapped cozied inside one cold day

I googled his name for some further study

when up came a link to an eBay sale going on at the moment

the description from the gallery said the painting was purchased in a 1930 California estate

and had the name "Rothko" but no first name..help on this would be appreciated

oh man!

so first things first...

I BID!!!

because I like nudes

it was a good price

she had a cello

and the back of it was painted also

then I started to do a little more research

this is his wife Edith (with the hat)..who he painted long ago

ok...maybe I'm dreaming but I see some real similarity!

this is his signature

the one on the left is my Rothko, the one on the right is from his website

there were many more signatures, this is the one I used for comparison

..he signed and painted over the years so differently

later he signed his work on the back of his paintings..this is how you knew which was the front

and just for the record...he only began painting his abstracts in the late 40s

and only became quite famous after he met his untimely death by his own hands, 

in his New York City apartment

of course I can't display my nude Rothko in my breakfast nook

but when I opened her up...I kind of felt this electricity in my veins...

I mean a real live feeling

I love her face

and her round full womanly beauty

and her cello

and the possibility...oh yes...the possibility

that before he got serious...he just had some oil paints laying around and his wife

popped out of the shower and he painted her...and cast his work aside because he had no idea

none

that he would someday sell his work (after death)

for millions of dollars

and that if someone were going to fake something

they wouldn't have faked in it 1930

they would have faked something like this

now

I have done some research

and found an authenticator and an expert in appraisal

each for about...

$200

PER HOUR!

Ok...I love five things (5)

5.  I love to realize that I already am very lucky...

...and if this painting happened to be some obscure early work of

Mark Rothko

found in some random estate sale

and I could sell it for $75 million dollars

and I could share that fortune with the ones I love and like???

well...right now...today...I would rather spend

$200 per hour

on an electrician, plumber, carpet layer, tile layer and landscaper

so it will hang way back in the depths of

822

and gain value

if only to me