Contours

Our Charlie Brown Christmas tree is getting ready to be filled with presents.  We have many favorite ornaments, including this little painter guy.  I’ll bet he’s hoping that giant stocking underneath him gets filled with art supplies!

For those who haven’t seen the Facebook posts, Kiersten and I are expecting a baby, due March 2012. We’ve been frequenting The Bump website, and I liked their countdown tickers and thought I’d post one on my website.  We’re a little more than halfway there!

This weekend Kiersten and I did our annual pumpkin carving, which felt a little out of place this year with 7″ of snow falling outside.  Happy Halloween!

The past weekend I decided my blog wasn’t getting much TLC.  It’s actually 5 years old this year, and has had tweaks and upgrades here and there, but on the most part it’s looked pretty much the same and hasn’t used all the latest bells and whistles of WordPress.  It started innocently enough: add some snazzy thumbnail previews to my posts.  This involved modifying code, which, like most of my WordPress tinkering, resulted in a subsequent run of days where visitors were greeted with “error!” and a white screen, instead of an art blog.  After much hair pulling, I discovered the offending piece of code was one single space (ah, computers are great that way).  Anyway, along the line I started thinking about how my blog is different than my Facebook page is different than my portfolio page.  I tend to use the blog a little more like a diary, with posts including everything from how the cat ate my latest computer cord to photos of the pumpkins we carved for Halloween.  It made me want to change the look of the blog, and I stumbled on this diary theme.  I’ll try it out for a while and see if it fits – kind of liking it at the moment.

A few months ago my trusty MacBook’s motherboard fizzled up in smoke.  I vividly recall staring in disbelief, poking at the keyboard with one finger, staring in disbelief again,  cursing the computer gods, pouting, going through the stages of denial, getting a repair quote,  scheming how not to pay the repair quote but instead fix it myself, stalking Ebay, cackling as I tried out all 24 bits of my new precision screwdriver kit, and, amazingly, actually repairing it.  All in all, a great experience.
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Kiersten finished another piece on the loom this weekend, and Iggly decided to model it for us:

After completing a few hand woven Christmas presents for family, Kiersten finished a dish towel for us.  I love that we have custom designed, hand woven towels!  It’s also fun to be working side by side in the studio, with me scribbling away on a new piece and Kiersten on her loom.  I think she’s contemplating a rug next.  Here’s a few shots of the towel, and the loom:
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We actually put the tree up just after Thanksgiving, but I wasn’t able to get any of the pictures of my camera due to my Macbook losing it’s mind.  Now that my computer has had a brain transplant, the pics are up.  Just a little Charlie Brown Christmas tree that we put up every year, but filled with plenty of ornaments, many with their own stories and personal memories:

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Two weeks ago I curled up into my favorite corner of the couch, pulled the blanket over my legs, reached over to the coffee table to fetch my trusty Macbook, and pressed the power button.  The usual happy apple with a bite taken out of it was absent, and replaced by a blue screen of gibberish.

I stared in disbelief for a while.  I pushed power buttons, clicked mice, and did obscure CTRL key combinations as if trying to invoke the computer gods.  Safe modes were invoked, OS X boot disks dusted off, and all of it led back to a blue screen of gibberish.  Finally, with my tail between my legs, I packed up my Mac and headed down to the apple service store.

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This weekend we carved our pumpkins.  Check em out!

Anyone’s who’s been to my Facebook page has seen the occasional pictures of Iggly, our feline friend adopted from a shelter earlier this year.  Here he is.  So cute and innocent looking.  Little would you guess behind those blue eyes gears are ceaselessly turning to conjure up fresh schemes of destruction:

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