In Flossy's Opinion

Well, finally I am allowed to give my Views on Life again.  Much has changed since our relocation to The City.  We live in an Apartment but it really seems more like a house especially since we got furniture, and we have an actual yard.

I am constantly on the alert in my new yard.

I have made many friends here.  

Meeting Other Dogs is one of the best parts of living in The City.  I met this chap at a recent street market.

  

My Grandparents live with Pogo, who is my best friend.  I lived at their house in Denver for some time this spring, but we all live here now.  Pogo’s apartment has an elevator, and lots of Other Dogs live there.

Pogo and I get many treats but also get warned not to bark so much, even though we are well within our rights.

Some things never change.  Mother still goes to her studio and relies on me to do calculations for her all day long.   

We still take at least two walks every day in fascinating neighborhoods with beautiful gardens and many cats.   

Sometimes we walk down to the Ship Canal where I visit with the ducks and geese.

There is a good beach, and fine woods.   

The big problem is the squirrel population.  They do not respond to my barking at all.  Mother says I will get a sore throat.   

Hmmph.

  In summary, so far a moving goes I find truth in the old adage ‘wherever you go, there you are’, which seems to mean that a Dog is about as happy as it has a mind to be.  

 I hope you are enjoying a fine summer (or winter) where ever you are! 

Re-commit

In the flurry of this summer’s extraordinary events, I have pushed my musings here to the back burner.  

Under the Ballard Bridge, 5:54 am

On the Morning Walk yesterday, I wondered if I want to remain committed to maintaining a presence in Blogland and decided: YES, the rewards of participating in this community are rich, providing inspiration at every turn.  

View out the window riding Metro downtown last week

So, I here-by officially re-commit to regular visits and regular postings here.  Flossy may even get a chance to say a word again soon.

A random stack of papers on my table yielded this surprising little accidental collage when I moved things around in the studio last Thursday.

From last week, an as-yet untitled acrylic on paper, 8"x8"

 

Last Tuesday I began the 'Twenty Print Challenge' workshop at Pratt.  I was more than a bit nervous, returning to etching after twenty years!  Would the waters be too deep?  Knowing that the only way to overcome fear is to go right on through I took the plunge and found myself up to the challenge. 

Press setting for my copper etching plate which is a bit thicker than the other print makers are using.

Being back on a press again is thrilling magic.  I also think being involved in another medium cross-pollinates one's other practices in interesting ways. 

ink, acrylic and charcoal drawing on brown paper bag

Print number one of the Twenty Print Challenge!

In other news, moving into our own apartment in a quiet building on a shady and secluded side street has made life a lot less jagged and opened the way for some small routines to begin to emerge.  

Sunset at the Locks

 Serenity is much closer at hand.  

Now if Flossy could just do something about all these pesky squirrels...