Thursday, September 24, 2009
Saturday, September 5, 2009
Clint...a blog how appropo, my first blog for your birthday isn't that what you always wanted?
For my little brother on his 30th birthday. Happy Birthday! Wanted to send you a piece of artwork for your birthday... thought about it while driving home from your house this August. We had a blast in Seattle. Not sure if you really "need" a piece of artwork to capture Seattle. But I just might. You never know when a strange idea becomes your signature, something you are known for. There's always hope. Unfortunately, money doesn't grow on trees. And we, nate and i, can't make money like we make kids...not even sure perfect money is different than regular money but we have little luck with either. Back to art. Money has nothing to do with that anyhow. Oh, but it does.
My roadblocks to success:
1 not doodling the daydreamin' ideas as soon as we got home
2 knowing my pix would be much weaker than my artisit friend's or my artists kids for
that matter or practically anybody's if truth be known-this is also known as lack
of self confidence
3 slow internet connection which really wouldn't be so bad but our printer is weak too
4 and since i decided to become a graphic designer overnite, after i realized my
sketching skills were nowhere near up to par, my limited knowledge of computer "art"-
we all know what limited means here.
Amazingly, despite my roadblocks I did attempt a doodle a few days back. hmm. Just like in high school and college my ideas rock but getting my own brain to see the picture takes work. And again just like school I lack motivation/ time call it what you may. Though I'm sure making dinner for my family is a more heroic reason for giving up on my dreams as an artist than the lame excuses of my younger self. So my artwork may just be this silly blog that is more for me than you so far but please bear with me.
In seattle life is good. So different than normal life. Well, that is the aim of vacation isn't it?! We turned your place into a hotel and your wife into our tour guide. We didn't have the decency to show up on the weekend so you wouldn't have to be "sick" for us. Our kiddos are still a little confused that we kept asking you how you were holding up with your immobilizing headache and all. The kids' lego dreams came true. Blackberries schmlackberries they're like weeds but tasty. Ferry ride. Parks and swimming downtown seattle, some of us in undies mind you. Peggle conquered but not forgotten. Blue got to live with puppies. Gideon overcame his fear of the great white North. We slept in an illegal basement- not unlike our own dungeon. Made it just in the nick of time for Gideon's brithday and gave him a Taylor appropriate gift. Nate ate the world's biggest hamburger. Trader Joe's. Beach 1 in a bra for a minute feeling like vikki- not nec. the rock star part. Beach 2 cold, windy and beautiful. The lochs, k or h?,-a Seattle tradition. $ fish and chips. i phone- yee haw! Nite out on the town with no kiddies. Best macncheese. North found nectarines. Snoquahlime falls who knows how to spell it but we know how to see it. Illegally. And with 5 kids who need naps but at least we had a cutting board and avocadoes. I think the space needle sums it up somehow. It is cool, science fictiony and so are we.
CRT thanks for the trip. Our latest vacation and life in general. Favorite uncle never dissappoints. Cook, I've loved you from the beginning. And what a beginning it was. 8 of 8. Before you were Gideon's age our lives were turned upside down with disaster. Oh, tragic life. You truly are the only sane one of us, as Nate has always said. Maybe because insanity makes us sane. It's a good thing I prepped you for you roll as husband of a pregnant woman- food has never meant so much, and misery loved company on those food trips, thanks. 30 years has flown! How could I ever live without you! Someday I may embark on a magical Clint powered peggle trip full of blackberries, a space needle obstacle, lego bricks, a scary baby and a great family of 3 thorny toads-not that you are toads but you know- whose faces hop along the screen. It could be a masterpiece and I would owe it to you. Love You!
My roadblocks to success:
1 not doodling the daydreamin' ideas as soon as we got home
2 knowing my pix would be much weaker than my artisit friend's or my artists kids for
that matter or practically anybody's if truth be known-this is also known as lack
of self confidence
3 slow internet connection which really wouldn't be so bad but our printer is weak too
4 and since i decided to become a graphic designer overnite, after i realized my
sketching skills were nowhere near up to par, my limited knowledge of computer "art"-
we all know what limited means here.
Amazingly, despite my roadblocks I did attempt a doodle a few days back. hmm. Just like in high school and college my ideas rock but getting my own brain to see the picture takes work. And again just like school I lack motivation/ time call it what you may. Though I'm sure making dinner for my family is a more heroic reason for giving up on my dreams as an artist than the lame excuses of my younger self. So my artwork may just be this silly blog that is more for me than you so far but please bear with me.
In seattle life is good. So different than normal life. Well, that is the aim of vacation isn't it?! We turned your place into a hotel and your wife into our tour guide. We didn't have the decency to show up on the weekend so you wouldn't have to be "sick" for us. Our kiddos are still a little confused that we kept asking you how you were holding up with your immobilizing headache and all. The kids' lego dreams came true. Blackberries schmlackberries they're like weeds but tasty. Ferry ride. Parks and swimming downtown seattle, some of us in undies mind you. Peggle conquered but not forgotten. Blue got to live with puppies. Gideon overcame his fear of the great white North. We slept in an illegal basement- not unlike our own dungeon. Made it just in the nick of time for Gideon's brithday and gave him a Taylor appropriate gift. Nate ate the world's biggest hamburger. Trader Joe's. Beach 1 in a bra for a minute feeling like vikki- not nec. the rock star part. Beach 2 cold, windy and beautiful. The lochs, k or h?,-a Seattle tradition. $ fish and chips. i phone- yee haw! Nite out on the town with no kiddies. Best macncheese. North found nectarines. Snoquahlime falls who knows how to spell it but we know how to see it. Illegally. And with 5 kids who need naps but at least we had a cutting board and avocadoes. I think the space needle sums it up somehow. It is cool, science fictiony and so are we.
CRT thanks for the trip. Our latest vacation and life in general. Favorite uncle never dissappoints. Cook, I've loved you from the beginning. And what a beginning it was. 8 of 8. Before you were Gideon's age our lives were turned upside down with disaster. Oh, tragic life. You truly are the only sane one of us, as Nate has always said. Maybe because insanity makes us sane. It's a good thing I prepped you for you roll as husband of a pregnant woman- food has never meant so much, and misery loved company on those food trips, thanks. 30 years has flown! How could I ever live without you! Someday I may embark on a magical Clint powered peggle trip full of blackberries, a space needle obstacle, lego bricks, a scary baby and a great family of 3 thorny toads-not that you are toads but you know- whose faces hop along the screen. It could be a masterpiece and I would owe it to you. Love You!
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