Category Archives: why artists need math

composition 101

there’s a theme going on here, but i’m not sure what it is. pretty much it’s a study in color&composition, or two instances of “one of these things is not like the others.”

magic pedals

i’ve been working on a project where the boss is constantly thinking of ways to make money. he’s really good at it, and he’s always trying to angle a better deal, or get a better percentage. it’s a numbers game to him, and the funny thing is that he treats his people really well. you [...]

a body at rest will remain at rest

but sand will still fly off your shoes in the most unpredictable way…

dear Eli, thanks for the beach and i heart bacon

a messload of legal hubbubery between the California Coastal Commission and David Geffen has resulted in a little coastal access pathway leading from the PCH to the nice stretch of beach in front of some expensive houses. despite the security guy (who takes long lunch breaks in between taking advantage of people who aren’t sure [...]

canine sherman’s glorious brown

gotta love them stockings… mo shepherd shermans here and here…

tiddlywinks

this year there’s a debate that cooking has supplanted knitting as the “new yoga.” but most of this cooking stuff is really about High Chefery. we have Chefs with Designer Footwear, Chefs Undercover (writing “tales from the trade” novelettes, with titles such as “Under Hot Water,” “Hung High and Dry Like a Cold Cut,” “Kept [...]

mo’ canine sherman centerfolds

After one knee surgery, two months crate rest, and a gabillion bones courtesy of Slankers, Canine Sherman rises again…

sunset on the hood

today’s agenda is to cover everything with chocolate. we’ve got: candied tangerine peels (after eating the inside of a tangerine from Westfield Farms the immediate thought is what to do with the outside), candied ginger (ok, i bought those), bananas (which we’ll freeze and eat as if we’re on Catalina Island), coffee beans (no duh), [...]

why i love stripey socks

a long time ago a fashion-senseless lady advised a friend of mine that wearing stripes as a “wide” girl would only accentuate her wideness. instead of telling her that fashion is how you carry it, not how it carries you, she relegated my friend to the “dark coffin of low self-esteem,” full of oversized & [...]

soft landing on the moon

oy! who moved my cheese?

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