30 June 2007

camouflage

camouflage

Spent the day in Madison at the farmer's market, a rummage sale at the Majestic Theatre, hanging out with friends, shopping on State, the works. In the course of that time I took a shit load of photos. By the time we stopped for frozen custard at Michael's on the way home, I had burned through a 1 gig card. That's when I saw this woman. She was sitting under an umbrella having a shake or something, and I told Glenn, this is a missed photo op. Instead, he ran back to the car, brought back the camera, and I quickly scanned the memory deleting a few bad shots. By the time I was done, so was she. So, I just managed to get this one of her walking away. The moral of the story: Always carry 2 gigs.

28 June 2007

symphony in blue

symphony in blue

Concerts on the Square is a 40 year tradition in Madison. A few thousand people with wine-stocked coolers throw blankets on the capital square lawn to enjoy a free symphony! Yesterday's weather could not have been better to kick off the season!

This young lady, Stephanie Smith, sat in with the Wisconsin Chamber Orchestra last evening. I didn't catch her age. Young. I'm sure when I was that age I was...bored. You kids today and your cellos! Why when I was young, all we had was buckets that we beat with sticks. If the bucket could be placed on an unsuspecting sibling's head first? Even better.

I think it's safe to guess, Miss Smith once forced her little brother's head into her cello. Then sat on him while she plucked the strings.

27 June 2007

teddy

teddy

This evening kicked off the season opener of Concerts on the Square in Madison. It was a perfect evening for it. Beautiful weather, wine and good friends.

This is not from that event however. Those shots are still in my camera. Come on! I just got home! This was taken Sunday at another friends' house. Not the best shot, but who can resist that little face? It'd be safe to wager, I'm a dog person.

24 June 2007

she appears innocent enough

she appears innocent enough

Kensi was settling in for a nap when I decided to stick a camera in her face. Pretty rude of me. This is a rare flash shot. If you look back through my images, you won't see too many. I just don't take a lot because the lighting ends up being too harsh. In this case, a black dog on a dark purple couch required one. So I attached a flash unit, then grabbed this plastic container that the flash was being held in in our camera bag, and placed it over the top. This is the only shot I took of her. You're starting to see my greatness, aren't you...why yes, bon bon, your unique grasp of the use of rubbermaid products is well beyond the imagination of most mortals.

23 June 2007

ale's what cures ya

ale's what cures ya

Kudos to whatever marketing team came up with that tag line. That's genius, right there. This is not ale, however. I am not a beer drinker. (Hard to believe being sixth generation Wisconsinite, right?) The Milwaukee Ale House also brews their own root beer. Mighty tasty too.

You may have noticed there's no Hip Replacement this week. I think it's run it's course. Wasn't filling enough seats so the shows canceled. Seriously, it was a bit too much effort for something that no one probably reads. Like this blog in general. And my job has become so much of a pain that even I'm not getting out and enjoying the weekend, so why should you? I'm kidding. You know I love you. You should really be enjoying the weekend for both of us! And in your spare time, finding me a new job.

Before I do decide to give in to the aid of something more potent then root beer.

21 June 2007

since we're on the topic of burlesque...

since we're on the topic of burlesque...

I take you back to 2002, (or thereabouts) when we went to some model signing event (I don't know, I'm sure Glenn recalls every detail) in Chicago, for the sole purpose of meeting Dita von Teese. It wasn't hard to do back then. These were pre-Marilyn Manson days and she wasn't the big draw she is now. We walked right up to her table. There were never more then six people waiting to talk to her. Of course, Glenn had her sign several things, I took their photo, then wiped the drool from his chin. You know, the normal little things a loving wife does for her husband.

19 June 2007

quite a catch

quite a catch

Round two. Last batch tomorrow. (See them all on my flickr account by clicking the image.)

Did I throw everyone by shooting with a lensbaby this month? I thought it would give my shots a nice aquatic look. You're probably thinking more along the lines of "why is everything so blurry?"

That's my pal, Joel, there in the front row. I believe he owes me for saving him that seat. Wouldn't you say?

18 June 2007

keeps carnivores confused

keeps carnivores confused

All those stripes, I mean.

I hope Chastity doesn't mind my allowing this image visible to all. I just loved all that stripyiness when Olive walked over to talk to her! I uploaded about 30 photos tonight into the Dr. Sketchy pool, but you'll have to join it if you want to see them all. It was always my intent to shoot for one post per day, but I have to let that rule slide on sketchy weekend.

I've got about 60 photos left to process (ugh), so you haven't seen the last of Chastity! I'll say!

17 June 2007

cap'n dickums

cap'n dickums

With another Dr. Sketchy's in the bag, I give you this one teaser. Chastity Dickums in pirate attire! All her costumes, and lack there of, kicked ass! Or should I say, booty. We had another good turn out! I think we're picking up momentum. Getting a better feel for whatever the hell it is we're doing. Had visitors from Dr. Sketchy's Chicago drop in to see how it's done, or maybe what to avoid. They kick off their own form of debauchery next weekend. Head on down and tell them those cheeseheads from up north sent you.

15 June 2007

dog days

dog days

Sorry kids,

is being presented a day late. But, you can still catch either of these events...

The Lakefront Festival of Arts along the Milwaukee shore, got under way today. We went this evening already. It's always a good show. The artists are from all over the country, with plenty from Wisconsin thrown in. Represent! My faves (from newcomers) were these bracelets from Shellie Bender, and some amazing books by Sage Billig and Ben Buonaiuto. I could afford neither. Moving on.

Sunday is another installment of Dr. Sketchy's! So, my flickr account will soon fill up with images of half naked pirate booty! Tantalizing, isn't it? Come on down to High Noon Saloon from 2-5 to check things out. We're also offering a prize for best costume so dig out that Captain Jack outfit you bought last Halloween and thought you'd never wear again. A word of advice. Do not come dressed as semen. The joke is old, and we don't want to pay to have the bar cleaned.

That reminds me! Did you see the article about it in Isthmus' Daily Page? Angela and Glenn answer all you ever wanted to know, plus some things you don't. Even I learned something, the identity of phantom kitty! Wow, that's worth the read right there.

14 June 2007

real progress

real progress

I scanned these in in the order I thought they were taken. But since I was able to tone down the contrast a bit, I can now see there is something white sitting in front of the cookie jar in the last panel. So, they probably aren't gone, as I initially thought. You'll notice the clock is also at a later time in panel four. And yes, I did think, why would he stop to shave in the middle of eating cookies, but mind games were a small hobby of his. A stunt like changing the time on a clock for the posterity of future generations viewing these images, was not beyond his realm of thinking.

13 June 2007

stylin'

stylin'

Not many photos exist of Grampa clean shaven. He always had some type of whiskers growing. This was taken at his sister's wedding reception out in the front yard, so it was probably Gramma's request that he shave for the occasion. She doesn't appear to have any qualms about him wearing a strainer however.

12 June 2007

half full mentality

half full mentality

True story (as I remember hearing it), and a perfect example of what you could expect from this man—

Grampa frequented the local bars. One evening he was bragging to the bartender that he had a sixteen year old cow that still produced three gallons of milk per day!
"Bullshit." the bartender said, "no cow that old can make that much milk."
Soon after, another patron entered the tavern and sat down next to Grampa. He started the story again, "I've got a sixteen year old cow that gives two gallons of milk every day!" The barkeep chimed in, "Wait a minute! You just got done telling me it gave you three gallons!"
"Yeah," said Grampa, "but that was before you told me it couldn't."

11 June 2007

new overalls

new overalls

From left to right: My Mom, probably around 9 or 10 years old, her Mom, her great-gramma, some guy I don't know, maybe a cousin or farmhand, and once again, Grampa. You'll notice he's wearing his overalls backwards, with the tag still on the rear pocket. If you look closely at the photo, my great-great-gramma is not wearing her overalls. A small pair of hands are holding them up over head creating this illusion. You can see the small feet too positioned at the pant legs. These limbs would belong to my Mom's little brother, Donnie, age 4 or 5 at the time. You're never too young to contribute to the hilarity in this family.

Taken approximately 1950.

10 June 2007

chicken dinner

chicken dinner

Another shot of Grampa on the farm. I flipped this photo over to put it on the scanner and someone (probably Gramma) had written "chicken dinner" on the back. No date through. Where's the punchline in that?

Grampa is wearing his ever present striped bib overalls here. He'd put on a suit on occasion, like when Gramma would drag his ass to church, but for the most part, this is the only thing I ever saw the man wear. Year round. Of course, I didn't exist when this was taken, so in my memory he also has a mess of tousled white hair and a bushy white beard. In the summer, his shoulders would get as tan and rough as leather from plowing the fields, and in the winter, he'd come in from the cold barn with icicles hanging off his beard. My grandparents were as poor as dirt, but I recall them opening their home to people with even less. Plus the stray cats and dogs that people would drop off at the side of the road all seemed to find their way here. Folks seem to think that because they have a farm, they wouldn't notice one more. They could never afford to have any of these animals fixed, so there has been a steady stream of cats there since 1939.

Makes you wonder how they found so much humor in everything, doesn't it?

09 June 2007

my heritage

my heritage

I gave myself a project that I'm not too sure I'll be able to accomplish by the end of July. My Gramma turns 85 on the 31st, and I was hoping to scan in and clean up a bunch of family photos, and have a book made by then. So far, it's slow going, as this is my first photo. I know, I'm pathetic. I blame work. (The Dark Crystal comes to mind with skeksis draining gelfings of their vital essence, but I'd probably lose most of you with that reference, so I'll forge on.)

This shot is of my Grampa (my Ma's Dad) after butchering a pig, obviously. Hamming it up! Har har. Taken around 1945, as other photos from this time show my mom as a little girl. Grampa was a dairy farmer/carpenter. I think they raised pigs and chickens on and off over the years, but just for their own dinner table. In case you can't tell, Grampa was quite a character, and I have several photo albums sitting here proving that. He past just fours years ago now, and he was a wise-ass until the very end. Which causes me to reflect on my own sophisticated and mature demeanor.

Also, this image "freaks my husband out a little", which is no surprise because my family has been freaking him out since day one.

07 June 2007

just putting groceries away

just putting groceries away

Kitchen counter. Late afternoon. Sweet, sweet lighting.

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You realize it's almost the weekend, right? Time for another...

I've been working some crazy ass hours. Which has given me little time for researching area events. But I know you've all come to plan your weekend according to what I say, and I hate to let (the both of) you down!

Have you noticed that I push the area of Mount Horeb quite a bit but never go there myself? Hmmm? Odd. Anyway, this weekend is the Mount Horeb Spring Art Tour. Nothing too cutting edge art-wise, but a nice drive through some lovely terrain. Plus Father's Day is coming and you know how much he's always wanted a painted gourd.

Sunday {correction noted} we'll be heading to Madison for Mounds Dog Fest! Which, (pet peeve warning ahead!) is one of the few things you can do with your dog, in southern Wisconsin! Or America, for that matter. Sure, we have a couple of dog parks, and several restaurants with outdoor dining allow your dog on a short leash (summer only), but we are a far cry from Europe where dogs calmly wait for their owners at store fronts. Or at a cafe table, eating off their plate! What the hell are we so afraid of? Pug attacks? Seriously, google that and see what carnage you get. On the other hand, don't 'cuz it's boring as hell.

This weekend is also Verona's Hometown USA Festival which yes, sounds very, very lame. They'll have shit like dunk tanks and a car show and blah, blah, blah, BUT they managed to squeak in a tiny bit of hipness by having The German Art Students playing on the roof of the Park Bank this Sunday! The web site says at noon, but I read 11am somewhere else. Best to get there at 11, right? If it means having to watch a guy make balloon animals for an hour, it's not the end of the world. Actually, this band wouldn't mind you coming with balloons on your head. They love you for who you are.

[No offense, Verona. You are a lovely community with passionate people. Much like your Italian counterpart.]

05 June 2007

03 June 2007

arrrrrrrg!!

arrrrrrrg!!

Glenn took this shot Memorial Day. Nigel seemed quite happy with his new look!

02 June 2007

...and the living is easy

...and the living is easy

We attended my husband's family reunion today. I'll sum up the afternoon in one short phrase—liquor-free shelter house. Like you could get my side of the family to willingly submit themselves to such torture. Plus their heritage is Scotch-Irish so I'm not sure where things went awry...or for the better, depending on your point of view. I'll just say that my family knows how to "party".

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OH! And happy birthday to one of the few family members of mine who read this blog! My niece Jamie, mother of the two young'uns on the two previous posts. She turns the big 3-0 today!! Punk kid...

01 June 2007

silly boy, the woods are for reading in!

silly boy, the woods are for reading in!

Aria Enchanted.

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Well, cats and kittens, I think you're in need of another

So, NOW it's officially Dairy Month! You can start it off by heading down to the capital square Saturday to see the Cows on the Concourse eating the flowers and leaving behind some fertilizer. If you've never been licked by a cow, you have not lived, my friend. Events are from 8-1pm.

If you make your way down State Street, the Children's Museum has some corresponding crafts, like making cow masks or something. I don't know. I read that somewhere, but their web site isn't very helpful.

For the adult in you, another season of Mallards baseball is under way! See a game like it was meant to be seen. Cheaply!

I just came across this show which apparently has been going on for several months already, but I plan to get my ass over there before it closes! The Milwaukee Public Museum is showcasing Cheech Marin's collection of Chicano art. The next best thing to heading south of the border! Only air conditioned.

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this blog is my "live" photo album of sorts. occasionally, i'll throw in some art i've done or some work of my husband's as he's an artist as well. we have a nice yard in a quiet neighborhood with two pugs and a cat, all black. which most of my photos will attest too. ;) i'd love to hear from you, but happy for you to just browse. hope you find something to make you smile. b.