just an update: i did work quite a bit this week, just today finished the largest canvas to date, 2ft x 3ft…a view of the mossy-ness of a Savannah Square. i prefer to work from life, but with some patient work, the photos were reference enough i think to work from for quite a successful painting. pity i can't download the pics from here, but will get over to mom's computer this weekend so all can see and enjoy soon. bigger and better!
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ok, so the frenchies so adore their wine they are willing to put aside a whole day, perhaps a week, to celebrate the first pressing (perhaps only done a week ago) of Beaujolais Nouveau…a crap bit of grape juice even on it's best day. but what a fine time! any excuse to celebrate. so, i participated in the frenchie experience by having Pot au Feu (stewed meat, assorted, with boiled/steamed veggies, again, assorted) and Beaujolais Nouveau in a charming little restaurant in Cannes tonight with Liz, Jill, Jill's neighbors (the "very nice old gays") and Duncan. at a place by the name of Le Petit Lardon..i love frenchie restaurant names..that translates, loosely, to 'The Little Bit of Bacon'. how good is that?
p.s. by the way, Pot au Feu, don't get me wrong, is very cozy and a homey meal, but not by a long shot, in my humble opinion, the best frenchie cuisine has to offer..it strikes me though as a perfect match for the Beaujolias Nouveau..even the most basic of a type are better together and who needs any other reason to enjoy themselves and their company in such a warm ambiance? it's comparable to the fond memories of PBR and corn dogs in the summertime at the county fair..crap alone, nothing you'd ever go out of your way to procure, but at the right time, with the right company–there's nothing better. someone (by the name of Custard) would even say that I once said, "The best sound in the world!" to the cracking open of a can of PBR. now, who would believe that?! ha!
be warned: Liz and i are on the prowl tomorrow night, or as she says: "going sharking"! or as Duncan says: "on the pull". don't you love these British sayings? makes slutting it up sound so much more charming! -
no time is so lonely as time-difference time.
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it's getting on to Christmas shopping time, have already had a number of requests for work from the Gallery as holiday gifts..be sure to let me know what you would like or have in mind prior the first of December, that leaves plenty of time even for international shipping. happy shopping!
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i was worried my break to the States would somehow delete from my mind all knowledge of the French language..like hitting the wrong key on the computer..zap! all work, gone! but i need not have feared..i'm just as lousy a French speaker now as i was three weeks ago!
one big bonus of living in Cannes..folks here seem to be more used to folks of various native tongues (not just English, but mostly so) and are much more patient. perhaps it's also due to the less demanding off-season as well. or maybe it's the sweater. remember the NYC airport low cut sweater? i have harnessed it's power (for good, not evil) frequently since it's first stellar performance. -
my brother's blog entries have slowed since his move to Hollywood and the big new important job at WoW, but he still has a zinger entry now and again. a Kramer-esque roomie with a new meat slicer? i'm concerned for the kid's safety!
what is it with California? Aunt Anna a few years back went off to San Francisco, then Affable Dan left Savannah for Hollywood, then Thomas deserted Chicago for Hollywood as well, now Miss Kristan leaves Las Vegas behind for the fiance in LA, and of course The Ex, The Boy, The Custard is in LA as well. and Miss Dawn's been wanting to get out there for ages. should we just all hire a bus? -
i have another cousin (technically a 2nd or 3rd cousin, i'm not sure?)!
My cousin Mike Mertz and his wife Paola had a baby boy at 8am today. 7lbs, 7oz. and reportedly very, very long..but no measurement yet, Aunt Maria writes that perhaps they needed to run and find a second tape measure. (for those not in the know, Cousin Mike and his brother TJ are spectacularly blessed in the height department). so, welcome cousin Gregorio Giovani Mertz (Giani for short). lots of love and congratulations to the Mertz's! -
have come down with some horrid cold/flu combo. gee, thanks Delta Airlines. ugh. feel like crap-ola.
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neglected to mention, that whilst pining for boy, am not entirely useless..have started work on large format series…continued studies today, preping canvases tomorrow–four to five pieces, each 4 ft. by 5ft, inspired by that gray-silver-green mossy business going on in Savannah. can you believe that? here i am, in one of the most overly-painted, classically idylic locales and i'm painting images of Georgia? go figure.
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am pining for boy. have consumed far too much of Burgandy-in-a-Box (can you believe it's appellation controlee?) and all manner of chocolate, including but not limited to: liquid, cake, bar and Nutella-on-a-spoon. when not eating chocolate or fumbling with wine box nozzle, am smoking like cliche chimney (or standard frenchie). congenial roomie Duncan is also pining–for lovely wife patiently waiting in Australia. two romantically frustrated folks in the same household? lucky we have any chocolate and wine left at all!!
and see, then my sister has to email and comment on that picture of me and The Boy, you know, THAT picture. (scroll to 'that's a girl in trouble alright'). and of course, she says: "You have that look you get just before you cry happy tears". and she's dead on, and that's just not fair! damn, damn, damn.
