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Envelope & Letter
I intended to show either a sunrise or sunset behind the barn and tried using white lines, yellow color, and shading to do that.
Letter from Des Moines
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Remote Post
An unusual sky over The Moines. I wish I had time to draw this, but this is only a test.
Revision: Sun., Nov. 17, 2013
I’m curious to see whether this post gets pulled to the top because I’m editing it. I’m also curious to see what happens when I add another image to an old post. In this case it’s a variation of the above image, which I posted by cell phone remotely yesterday evening. It was produced, i.e., modified in an app called My Sketch, that is to say, I had nothing to do with modification other than selecting “Art Sketch.”
DSM-modified in My Sketch
Little Boxes, Armour Hot Dogs, Earworms, & Neti Pots
Let’s see; how did this drawing come about?
That recurring moment when you have the song Little Boxes running through your head and it keeps turning into the Armour Hot Dogs theme song
Earlier today, for no apparent reason, I found myself, no, heard myself thinking about the tune, Little Boxes, (1962 song by Malvina Reynolds) made famous first by Pete Seeger in 1963 and then more recently by the Showtime television series Weeds. Now, for the record, back in August of 2009 I crafted and posted a related YouTube video with my own sound track, a variation of Little Boxes, because I was so taken by the song. However, this morning, each time I tried to hum along with Little Boxes, as it was being rendered to me by my own unique stuck song syndrome, the melody would morph into the Armour Hot Dog theme song, as portrayed in the 1967 TV commercial. Think about it. Hum along: Little Boxes…Armour Hotdogs. OK, that’s enough. Quit while you’re ahead!
There is nothing worse than an earworm that starts off one way and undergoes a metamorphous inside your head before it goes on…and on…and makes itself at home.
BIG CHECK: Inaugural Post, An Arbitrary Starting Point
I’ve been told I use my hands a lot when I talk. Maybe that’s because I consider language as my back-up medium. Give me a lump of clay, a chunk of wood, paper and pencil, iMovie, PowerPoint, iPhoto, and most recently, an iPad, a drawing app like Fifty Three Paper, and a stylus, and then ask me if I have anything to “say.”
I’ve always been intrigued by those photo-ops in which people are giving and receiving funding and BIG, ENORMOUS checks are used. You’ve seen them. I assembled a few into one image, and at first I called it Big Check.
Prenatal Outcomes: Tangible financial capital investments intended to be converted into outcomes desired by the community
Then, I guess because of my work in planning and evaluation, I renamed it, Prenatal Outcomes.
The idea of the “big check” stuck with me, and a couple of weeks ago, I drew the following on my first generation iPad using Fifty Three Paper.
Betty was slightly annoyed that her benefactors hadn’t given her a regular check after the press conference.
It could happen.
