a few paintings and a word about my obsession...

 the obsession is mad men.

i am almost done with season 3 and it's all i can do to not put in another dvd and watch the next episode.

and then the next and the next and the next.

what is it about this show?

each character is so flawed and tragic in some way.

and so you care deeply about the outcome of their story.

when i try to think about who my favorite character is...i can't!

sometimes i think it's a 3-way tie between joan, peggy and don.

but i have a place in my heart for almost all of them.

pete campbell can suck a dick but other than that....i just love them all!

sometimes i hate don and sometimes i just want to hug him and other times i want..well...his ding dong. 

 

so..it may come as no surprise that my current obsession is affecting my work..

 

here are 4 new paintings available in my shop inspired by mad men.

 

 

 

seven minutes in heaven

 

 

 

after party

 

 

 

don draper is a complicated man

 

 

 

early compass

 

 

i will have more available tomorrow..

 

thanks for shopping!

and as always if you want to commission something just gimme a shout. 

 

 


speaking of painting...

many of you probably know holly from things that inspire blog.

she was one of the first blogs i read over 100 years ago when we both started blogging.

she lives here in atlanta and blogs about pretty homes.

she also blogs about her own home which she built from scratch with the help a pretty awesome designer and architect.

she also is a smart blogger.

i.e. her words sound like smart people words.

i.i.e.e. her blog is informative.

i.i.i.e.e.e. her blog is the opposite of mine.

(seriously, i do learn stuff when i read her blog.  architecty and designery stuff, not the best way to cure the farts like this blog)

 

well, she contacted me a few weeks ago about a painting she had seen in one of jamie meares' clients homes..

this one:

 

she was all..

you paint?

i was all..

yeah.

she was all..

i love this one!

i was all..

thanks dude.

she was all..

i wanna do a post on you.

i was all..

fuck yeah!

she was all..

answer these questions bitch!

i was all..

fuck to the yes i will!

(jk, holly doesn't talk like that. she's a lady)

 

so if you want to throw up in your mouth a little while you read all about my PROcess..

then go here.

 

 

many thanks to holly.

 

 

i hate don't hate talking about myself.

 

 

 

 

motorboat

it's monday butterbutts.

 

i could tell you about the massive amount of yardwork i did over the weekend and how beautiful the weather was but some of you are probably still freezing so i won't rub it in.

 

or we could talk about the fact that i have prepared 5 dishes from goop's new book and how all of them have been delicious winners.

 

or how busy this week is about to be and how i am running on dove chocolate egg fumes.

 

but instead i want to talk about my girlfriend....

 


 

 

she's pretty fucking amazing.

 

in truth my REAL girlfriend is joan holloway harris.

 

i want to hug her,  have a drink with her and smell her hair a lot.

 

 

p.s. i am still only on season 3 of mad men so no spoilers from last night.

 

 

outings, eggs, gardening and puddin.

who had great easter?

i did that's who.

 

what makes a great easter in my house?

well, not much really.

mostly i'm just happy if the three of us manage to not kill each other.

 

on saturday we went to my favorite place on earth (i have not been to a lot of places), serenbe.

if you are not familiiar with serenbe, it's a way sustainable farm south of the city and they do a lot of organic hippie shit and have sponsored foodie events with top chefs and lots of booze and stuff costs a lot of money but it's real, real pretty.

 

every year they have an easter egg hunt and this is the first year we went.

it was so super great.

mostly bc the weather was unbeatable and the surroundings are super farm-y beautiful.

 

 

 

this girl attempted face painting on the most beautiful creature on earth.

with janked-up nails.

 

 

pony rides in a meadow.

 

 

the restaurant's delightful herb garden sans herbs.

it's been a cold spring so far.

 

 

such happiness.

 

 

 

this spot.

oh this spot.

i had a bit of an out of body experience here.

mike was off gathering mimosas and beer and fiona was jumping on the trampoline and i just sat there.

like a lizard emerging from beneath a rock for the first time since summer.

it smelled so good, it felt so good, i never wanted to move.

warm and content.

and then my skin started to bubble beneath the pure, white hot sun.

but for a moment or 2 i felt like i could have died right there with a smile on my face, regretting nothing.

 

 

 

we came home and colored easter eggs..

 

 

these are not our eggs.

these are martha stewart's eggs.

ours looked just like yours, mottled and insipid. 

but emily paben told me that i should use brown eggs to achieve these colors.

i could stare at those eggs all day. 

i am particularly drawn to the far left black-green eggs.  those eggs are bad ass. 

 

 

on sunday we woke to clouds but mild temps so i got out and tilled my garden..

 

 

filled with such promise.

 

 

 

 

we had easter dinner at my mom's.

 

my MIL made some STOOOPID banana pudding..

 

 

i ate too much.

 

 

 

this week is spring break.

 

pray for me.