Molly Goatwax

Mothers birthday

 

Tomorrow would have been my mother's 89th. I made this for passing her notes when I miss her. The photo in the middle is a transfer of work by Lis Rock
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The parking lot

This morning to show the start of the season, 103 pots of peppers.
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How to lose 35 pounds

You don't want to go there. Pass the potatoes and gravy, please.

the Academic side of art

I have been struggling along with a show proposal that treats the theme of the Chair By the Side of the Road. I am not going to make deadline-this is a subject I've been visiting over the ye years but it has not informed a cohesive body of work. I have a couple of pages about the symbolism and ubiquity of the Chairs, but the works reflect the disparate styles I went through. I don't have time to paint twenty chair paintings. I am not going with the manhole lids. A quandry.

Happy Holiday

Well a pepper has shown itself in time to be counted for Memorial Day. That's pretty early. This is a photo of the ambitious Golden Cayenne plant.

Chairs, no Road

technical difficulties

I have been blogging and posting most days but an incompatability with servers seems to have caused them to vanish. Which is not fair. They may not be brilliant writing but I am paying for service. Let's see if this sicks.

Wet

It's raining, again. That's twice today. I hope this spring is not as wet as last year's. This afternoon a house on our street caught fire, it may have been a thunder strike. At least our sump pump works!

Up to a Point

Even I have limits. I need to stop, after 101 pots of peppers. A couple of them are double planted.

Bioswale by the side of the Road