Showing posts with label photographs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label photographs. Show all posts
Chick
Looking at pictures of this last year, I came across this little dude:
P.S. After the first comment, I thought I should clarify: I love chickens. It's just a crazy Werner Herzog quote. He said the same thing about me in 1987.
P.S. After the first comment, I thought I should clarify: I love chickens. It's just a crazy Werner Herzog quote. He said the same thing about me in 1987.
Art Show Highlight #2: The Hula Girl
We couldn't figure out how to turn the lights on. The house lights, I mean. Saturday night. We could figure out how to turn on the lights which illuminated our paintings, though, so it was fine.
And then someone went around, looking at paintings, while hula hooping. She actually was a part of the show, but this part was unplanned. [Is her name Lydia? I can't recall.]
The ghost of an imagined Professor Batty persona told me to snap this picture.

It's all a part of the art. That's what Andy would say, anyway. And he'd be right.
And then someone went around, looking at paintings, while hula hooping. She actually was a part of the show, but this part was unplanned. [Is her name Lydia? I can't recall.]
The ghost of an imagined Professor Batty persona told me to snap this picture.

It's all a part of the art. That's what Andy would say, anyway. And he'd be right.
Robot Family Vacation
If only Uncle Rister hadn't have stuck his arm in front of brother's head!

The painting behind the robots is actually by my grandmother, Ruth Porter, who is good at stuff like that.
The robots are my daughter's toys. Well, okay, one of them is my toy.
Having a kid just gives me an excuse to buy lots of cool toys. Last week, I bought a rubber chicken, and they didn't give me a bag, so I walked down the street in downtown Madison, carrying my new, big rubber chicken by its neck. I passed a lady carrying a plant. I smiled. She didn't.
I think it would be nice if the robot family would continue their vacation on to another of Grandma Ruth's paintings. What do you think?

The painting behind the robots is actually by my grandmother, Ruth Porter, who is good at stuff like that.
The robots are my daughter's toys. Well, okay, one of them is my toy.
Having a kid just gives me an excuse to buy lots of cool toys. Last week, I bought a rubber chicken, and they didn't give me a bag, so I walked down the street in downtown Madison, carrying my new, big rubber chicken by its neck. I passed a lady carrying a plant. I smiled. She didn't.
I think it would be nice if the robot family would continue their vacation on to another of Grandma Ruth's paintings. What do you think?
Corn Maze
Eggs
The Church
Our Vet's Office

Whenever I see a building covered in ivy, I think, man, those This Old House guys would hate this place!
I have no idea why the cowboy photo, but I like it.
Spring in Wisconsin
Garden Pictures
The garden is right outside the dining room window, which is a good thing. I don't forget to tend to it. (There are a few weeds.)

Onions:

Potatoes:

Tomatoes:

Spinach:

I haven't ever been able to grow spinach before. I planted it every year, and it just didn't come up. I love spinach! I guess I just needed a new garden. You know what they say about gardening: "location, location, location!"

Onions:

Potatoes:

Tomatoes:

Spinach:

I haven't ever been able to grow spinach before. I planted it every year, and it just didn't come up. I love spinach! I guess I just needed a new garden. You know what they say about gardening: "location, location, location!"
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