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I've renamed Shirley. Her new name is Bubbles O'Tracy. Over the years, as we lived here in Casitas Springs and in Santa Barbara, Shirley has expended gallons of bubble substance through various despensing arrangements. I've even painted a representive character of her doing them.<br />
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Yesterday, she received a package from her daughter, Linda, and granddaughters, Charissa and Anna-Lee in Texas, with a bubble machine. And today, when I returned from my trike trip to Foster Park, I was inundated with beautiful bubbles. I promptly announced "Your new name is Bubbles O'Tracy". I think she liked it :-). Elbert<br />
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Flywheelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13019354770361495276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8546392668078625134.post-87711813859188453052015-03-18T08:16:00.000-07:002015-03-18T08:16:02.129-07:00The Pumpkin Solution<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Lauren had noticed that my large pumpkin left over from Halloween and said that she had turned hers into french fries when she decided it was ready. I asked her to do mine for me before her visit was ended. On the last day she and her friend Ky did just that ---but they ran out of time while it was still in chunks. I told them to let me finish it.<div>
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I reduced their chunks to strips. (see pix), I oil sprayed a cookie sheet and arranged slices in close order. My final touch was a mixture of cinnamon, clove, ginger and allspice plus sugar. I hand sprinkled each side and oven baked at 300 degrees to get a maximum of moisture out and be sure they were tender. A new recipe for me. Thanks Lauren and Ky. Elbert</div>
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Flywheelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13019354770361495276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8546392668078625134.post-32292854616391309702015-01-26T17:58:00.000-08:002015-01-26T18:00:53.358-08:00THE EXPERIMENT WITH GROUND TURKEY AND GORGONZOLA CHEESE<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
We like ground turkey better than ground beef. It's also healthier and cheaper by the pound.<br />
Our artist friend, Jim, does omelets for all of us artists at Jane's house every Christmas. He adds Gorgonzola cheese to each which gives the omelets a real zing.<br />
I asked Shirley to add it to the ground turkey. Great. Elbert<br />
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">My workhorse exerciser, the trike, has been out of order for the last three months.......during that time </span><br />
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Four homes on this route have chickens with roosters and as I pass, I give my version of a rooster crow. They've gotten to know me, somehow, and now will usually beat me to the crow...(damned egotists). :-)<br />
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I kept chickens as a kid...also white rabbits, six nanny goats, a loft of white pigeons, four muscovy ducks and a dog named "BO BO"...about the dog...I still keep a "BO BO" but it's a fake.<br />
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We might like a live one, but the vets in our town treat pets like children and they really run up huge bills for care. So we pass.<br />
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Flywheelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13019354770361495276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8546392668078625134.post-66617394778881110822014-08-31T08:06:00.000-07:002014-08-31T08:06:16.113-07:00SHIRLEY'S PORTRAIT<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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I've always kept the photo that I took of Shirley, taken when she was with the mall. She was about thirty-nine and we were dating. I decided to paint the portrait including events in her history. In the far background is "Eva" the mail and passenger boat owned and captained by her Grandfather, Ed Calhoun. He also organized the local fur trapping on Johnsons Bayou. She lived with them for the first five years of her childhood.<br />
The hay stacks and tractor represent the annual hay mowing that she did.<br />
Ole Billy was actually sort of brownish but I needed his coat to be white. The sunflowers were other loves of her early years. The huge wooden palette, we had both used in past studio sessions.<br />
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We've been picking figs for two month. Shirley finally agreed to allow me to preserve two dozen with added lemon and a little sugar. i split them into quarters. WHAT A TREAT! (I gained four pounds). Elbert <br />
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Flywheelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13019354770361495276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8546392668078625134.post-23542983038281336572014-07-20T11:29:00.000-07:002014-07-20T11:29:08.190-07:00PARTY TREAT... DARK CHOCOLATE (85%) SMEARED GRAHAMS<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Flywheelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13019354770361495276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8546392668078625134.post-9103555701970442872014-06-22T17:40:00.000-07:002014-06-22T17:40:05.891-07:00ABOUT GEORGE RODRIGUE'S BLUE DOG<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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I've recently learned that George Rodrigue had died...I've met George several times at shows while I still lived in Louisiana and I liked him, </div>
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While I knew him, he was trying to get his old time Louisiana theme to work for him and was having some success. He had a gallery in the French Quarters of New Orleans as well. </div>
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We live in California now and he came to my notice again when he had a show in L. A. and his own gallery on Rodeo Drive. It was featuring the "Blue Dog" theme. He also had acquired a first class publicist and she was his <u style="font-weight: bold;">WIFE</u>. She did a great job keeping his art out there.</div>
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<i>sketch of "Blue Dog" by Elbert Price</i></div>
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She drove into the art school parking lot in a grey Rolls Royce Corniche convertible with the top down. Her coiffure looked like the stable hand had done it, totally beyond casual. She was about five feet seven inches tall and very attractive... I'm saying "this can't be our model". She wasn't. Our model didn't show at start time.</div>
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I sneaked shot several photos of my intended model before she spotted me and delivered a look that clearly said my attention was most unwelcome. I went back to my work and tried not to notice but it was wasted activity. She took a look at my results and left, never to return. I always regretted offending her and I know that I did. I had to complete the sculpture from my photos of her.</div>
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Flywheelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13019354770361495276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8546392668078625134.post-63374924287529432772014-06-18T19:28:00.004-07:002014-06-18T19:28:44.672-07:00THE SECOND ROCK AT ALICE KECK<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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In the current dry conditions of our early summer (little rain since last spring) our Ventura River has gone to the look of a desolated white stone skeleton of it's previous self. I miss it so much that today I painted a reminder of a painting that went to a lady doctor many years ago</div>
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When the doctor visited my El Paseo Studio in Santa Barbara, many years ago, she was on her journey to a field assignment in the Sudan, as I recall, and was unable to take a large painting along. She promised to call upon her return. I was impressed.</div>
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About three and a half years later, she called, asking whether the painting was still available... and she said "I am on a gurney in preparation to deliver my first baby and my husband said I could have anything. I want my "Rock" painting".</div>
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We were both pleased. Elbert</div>
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Flywheelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13019354770361495276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8546392668078625134.post-12743889378852827332014-06-18T19:08:00.000-07:002014-06-18T19:08:41.753-07:00THE ROCK AT ALICE KECK<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Flywheelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13019354770361495276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8546392668078625134.post-65475226971722775032014-06-18T18:48:00.000-07:002014-08-31T19:27:18.519-07:00HOCUS POCUS<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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When I was six, I was still living with the three widows in Joy, in the sharecropper's shack. We knew that Aunt Vera and Uncle Hub were coming for me in August to put me in school in Georgetown. We decided on a last visit to Aunt Belma and her kids was in order before I left.</div>
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When any sort of storm threatened, the three women that I lived with, would go into fits of anguish and I too, became upset. Kids were always saying "Hocus Pocus is gonna get you". This scared hell out of me. I became fearful anytime I saw clouds of any sort. I suffered often from this acquired fear of "Hocus Pocus". </div>
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At Aunt Belmas one day near noon, I was asked to go and take Uncle Harvey's lunch, in a distant field just as a spring thunder storm was gathering and Aunt Belma had no other family member to do it. My grandmother told her that I was afraid of storms but Belma would insist. So off I went with lunch pail in hand.</div>
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When I neared the patch where Uncle Harvey was plowing, the storm got nearer and so did the thunder and lighting. I cringed, but Uncle Harvey was watching. I stood up and flung my fist upward and shouted "Hocus Pocus can kiss my ass".</div>
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Flywheelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13019354770361495276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8546392668078625134.post-51192844746511460172014-06-18T17:46:00.000-07:002014-06-18T17:46:34.305-07:00DEAR JULIA,<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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I feel so lucky to have lived to see the internet and the cloud. Self entertaining types, like us, feel we have found the true "Golconda".<br />
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When I was struggling to get the first publicly supported Educational T V<br />
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I know many wonders come next and I know I will have to miss them but as you marvel at it all, remember that you got here at a fabulous time to be alive and that I assisted, peripherally in that achievement.<br />
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Flywheelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13019354770361495276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8546392668078625134.post-69880604087723447662014-06-09T17:03:00.002-07:002014-06-09T17:03:15.802-07:00DREAM<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Flywheelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13019354770361495276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8546392668078625134.post-63061180534538711342014-05-13T19:25:00.000-07:002014-05-13T19:25:07.042-07:00QUINCE<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Some, there may be, who consider the knowledge of where to find Quinces a picayune possession...<br />
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Flywheelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13019354770361495276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8546392668078625134.post-55696240202437552632014-05-13T19:15:00.000-07:002014-05-13T19:15:02.158-07:00OZZIE'S GARDEN<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Sometimes when I was a five year old kid, I'd sit on Ozzie Wilson's shady back porch and look out upon the sun flooded back vegetable kitchen garden. There was a martin house about midway and humming birds, wrens and mocking birds were everywhere. The fencing was fronted with a type of domestic blackberry and a fruit orchard was beyond. Nothing spectacular was going on. One could tell life was happening.<br />
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Flywheelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13019354770361495276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8546392668078625134.post-19935074453022043182014-05-13T18:26:00.003-07:002014-05-13T18:26:45.466-07:00I JUST LOVE RABBITS<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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I was not only drawing constantly at three, I was also very unpredictable in behavior and would just vanish if not closely watched. When I escaped my mother, I never just came home at suppertime, I kept wandering and examining the things I saw until I was found and returned home.</div>
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"Life Is The Last Thing We'll Ever Do" <span style="text-align: center;">I tend to think of me more as we . . . to think of my collection of cells, sinews and nerves, as being like a colony of honeybees. I can relate to the constant humming, I . . . We hum a lot too. </span>We need a home. Bees need a hive. We all need a sustainable environment to exist. <br />
A song by The Daylights "The Last Thing We'll Ever Do". brought tears to my eyes . . . it is so true and beautifully stated. I'm . . . We are almost 88 . . . just getting up in the morning and looking at my first cup (may be last). :-) The song and the humming of bees woke me . . . Us. Elbert</div>
Flywheelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13019354770361495276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8546392668078625134.post-78514436269594026822014-04-25T17:48:00.002-07:002014-04-25T17:48:18.546-07:00Andrew Wyeth's 'Christina's World'<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
I was attending the Pittsburgh Art Institute in '48. When I attended a national show of American Artist. Everywhere I looked was a vast field of Abstract canvases. Then I came upon "<u>Christina's World</u><i>" </i>by Andrew Wyeth. It totally jarred me, the <u>power</u> of the thing. I've been a fan ever since......Elbert<br />
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Flywheelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13019354770361495276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8546392668078625134.post-4948229178388530342014-04-25T16:20:00.001-07:002014-04-25T17:05:21.639-07:00THE JUNE BUG<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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At five years, I was always fascinated by the possibility that one could fly through the air. My first target for accomplishing this feat was June Bugs.<br />
They were all over the place when I was a kid. If I could just get enough thread to make strings for more hind legs, I would soon have enough be airlifted away on the wings of June Bugs. I just tortured the hell out of a lot of poor old June Bugs whose only purpose in life was to find a mate and die. But what did I know? I stomped a lot of green corn and killed a lot of June Bugs in the process. Elbert<br />
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Flywheelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13019354770361495276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8546392668078625134.post-83548432248507924562014-04-24T19:06:00.000-07:002014-05-04T13:29:20.225-07:00MY ALTER EGO<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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In early days, when all had eaten the stew and had gathered around, the story teller and show man .....<br />
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He used a drawing stick and drew in a large, clear space on the ground, in front of him, while sitting on his stool and scooting about as needed. He wore a boar's head bone and skin with pride, for the boars are fierce fighters and very intelligent in tactics of evasion and attack, and have killed or maimed many members of the group.<br />
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The storyteller was, of course, an artist and as such was teaching his people to be able to communicate by sketching on the bare ground with a stick.<br />
Early days, we <u>all</u> learned to sketch as the important necessity to say where we had been and what we had seen. All our early ancestors could sketch or draw things. And many of us could do it <u>Very Well.</u><br />
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<u>Ou</u>r sketches were how our languages developed over time and our early writing was pictographs or quick sketches as symbols of the real thing.<br />
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Drawing on the ground was how we all learned a language and if we even try at all, we can do it too---It's in our genes.by now. Elbert</div>
Flywheelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13019354770361495276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8546392668078625134.post-60630409898128009202013-10-12T18:05:00.000-07:002013-10-12T18:05:49.437-07:00REVISITING THE LA CAVENIA IN GEORGETOWN, LA<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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When the community needed a water system; he was chosen to put it in and operate if for a small sum. Aleise (Aleeese) was the town Postmistress.</div>
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I painted the place from the viewpoint of the highway overpass bridge that was the western entrance to the town. The painting sold almost at once to a former citizen living in Baton Rouge. Luckily I photographed it before it went.</div>
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I'd always regretted that I hadn't put in more of the local flavor of the place. This repaint does that and I made the La Cavenia classier, which I enjoy more.</div>
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I probably will not agree to sell this one. I've missed the original one a lot.</div>
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"The Red Fisherman" that I did the take off from, by Milton Avery, my very favorite. This particular one was my second run at it and was done in order to include my dancers. I enjoy it a lot and it is placed in my prime viewing area in our bedroom. I see it many times each day and especially when I'm going for a nap. </div>
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Because I love to dance and love "The Red Fisherman", it is a very comforting "go to sleep" scene for me to focus on.</div>
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When I was 15, I traded my older bike for a 2 cycle gas engine equipped with a variable speed carburetor. I had, also, a pair of lawn mower wheels connected by a length of pipe, nailed onto a 2 x 4 support.<br />
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I began what I had intended to be a "go cart"....but as I collected scrap materials about me, I had more lathing strips and mattress ticking than I did 2 x 4s or another pair of lawnmower wheels....thus was born my 3/4 size airplane. I called it "Flywheel's Flapadoodle". It was a project of the whole summer and into the late fall. Flapadoodle got great attention from everyone I knew and many that I didn't know. I couldn't have enjoyed it more!<br />
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I spent hours of carving, sanding and checking for balance on the propeller (I'd never even heard of a thrust bearing engine or drive to prop ratio).<br />
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In my painting, I've chosen Lotus Abboud to crank it, (but I don't really recall who did).<br />
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At slow speed, all was O.K., but, when I revved it, the poorly balanced prop began to shake the contraption so badly that pieces began to fall off. The vertical tail went first. <br />
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Flywheelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13019354770361495276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8546392668078625134.post-68926931794725013372013-10-09T20:46:00.000-07:002013-11-12T19:47:42.314-08:00Renoir and Me<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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