Molly Goatwax

Little Ethanol

This is a portrait of my older daughter that I painted when she was a teenager, standing on the Sisson Street bridge. It's a modern Mona Lisa!

Potting Mix

Now that I have Styrofoam I am going to need a bigger grater!

Chairs by the Side of the Road

I was preparing my pots for planting and I figured I needed some vermiculite to prevent the soil from compacting. But when I got to the hardware store, the price for a few quarts shocked me. I would need a lot more than a puny bag for 8 dollars. I remembered my Father having me shred styrofoam into his tomato planting mix, so there I was, trolling the allies of Roland Park for discarded coolers and such, looking for the old fashioned type with large granules that crumbles at the touch. It didn't take long before I found a packing crate in the recycle bin behind the DAR that had held a large electronic item, discarded with its protective foam. It didn't take much longer before some biddy vetted my scavenging ways to determine that I might be insane, but harmless. It seems that every type of cast away I seek can be found in the byways behind the big houses. I found a few more plastic 12 inch nursery pots as well. Sometimes I see barely worn shoes lined up on the retaining walls well away from the trash waiting to be collected by Gypsies like me. There was a lot of furniture out today. I could not fit this chair, pictured, into my convertible.

Spring has Sprung

The grass has rizz
I know now where the birdies is.

(with apologies to Ogden Nash.)

Sherwood Gardens

Pepper Painting

Finished!

Again with the comment

So another wiseacre told me I have Seinfeld's car. It's not Seinfeld's convertible, it's mine.

In process

It doesn't mean anything and it doesn't have to. We will see where the journey takes us.

Holy Mackerel!

The denouement : inside the smoking box.

Hot

Peas porridge in the pot.