Details Of The Whole

This is a LINK to an article.

You can read it.

I am pretty happy about it.

I mean I have been working towards something.

This article is part of that something.

Part of a whole thing.

I am proud, so sue me.

Cookie Exchange 2012.

2012 Ornament Set.

This year I got myself into a Cookie Exchange.
My Mom club friends invited me.
I had to make 7 dozen cookies and seven ornamanets.
Almost immediately I was nervous that I would somehow not get my shit done.
I couldn't figure out what to make, and I didn't know what was going
to happen with the ornament portion.

As per usual it all worked out in the end and it was all thanks to procrastination!
I ended up making Bacon Fat Ginger Snaps.
What can I say, I got a line on some free Bacon Fat.
Like they say, "When life gives you free bacon fat..."

And conveniently I had just blown a tube on my bike, so the ornaments practically made themselves!!
Most importantly, I got everything out into the proper streams just in time.
So I am all done.
That's it!
That's all!!

Nothing to do but sit back and wait for the cookies to start rolling in.

I love having a beginning, middle and end to something.
Start and finish.
It feels great to put a big check through something on your list.
Right?
Right.

Anyways, there are other things to talk about.
But that is for later.
loveyouguys.

Coughing Hammers.

Piles.
There are piles everywhere.
These are not neat stacks.
These are precariously piled piles that teeter and sway with the slightest breeze.
A yawn, a blink, a quick dart of the eyes could send these piles toppling.
I ask why there are so many piles?
What could help reduce these dangerous cairns?

Shelves.
Shelves would help.

But look at all the shelves that I have made that lay bare!
What about those shelves?
The blood and sweat I poured into their construction!
The math and splinters, the sawing and routing!
Glued and screwed and serving no purpose!

The true solution lies within you.
Only you can put an end to this madness.
Organizational containers and a little elbow grease.
Also brain grease.

Tomorrow is the big BBQ!
Terrific!
lovamtewh

Digging in the dirt.

Haunted?
Luckily I am not haunted by much.
There are things that I think about, things I mull.
Does this count?
I have made it so far pretty good alright.
That is a thing my Dad says.
Pretty good alright.
Am I lucky?
I think a little bit yes and a little bit no.
Things happen.
That is what life is.
A lot of things happening.
Always.

You observe.
You react.
You remember.
You forget.

I was in the garage looking at the paper I just bought.
Having a stare down with the paper.
The paper was making me question too many things.
The paints in their cups.
Brushes in water.

But you know, I thought about how I am only alive for one time, and these moments in the garage are few and far between.
The hours I spend thinking about drawing far out weigh the hours I spend drawing.
No choice there really.
But the times I have to do what I want, those times are precious and valuable.

I suppose the same could be said for many other things, in many other instances.
Life is always happening.
Until it isn't.

I posted new drawings on my website.
You can see what I am talking about.
navajothunder
lovamtewh