<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064</id><updated>2011-12-01T13:41:17.092-08:00</updated><category term='drawing'/><category term='fish'/><category term='Gaelic football'/><category term='photography'/><category term='process'/><category term='success'/><category term='St Patrick&apos;s Day'/><category term='illustration friday'/><category term='Australian football'/><category term='birds'/><category term='art'/><category term='cats'/><category term='acetate'/><category term='etsy'/><category term='digital paper'/><category term='creativity'/><category term='original art'/><category term='taxes'/><category term='art cards'/><category term='Vancouver'/><category term='prints'/><category term='bird'/><category term='marketing'/><category term='conte'/><category term='greeting cards'/><category term='cat'/><category term='total'/><category term='printers'/><category term='painting'/><category term='federation of canadian artists'/><title type='text'>colouring outside the lines</title><subtitle type='html'>every child is an artist ... the problem is how to remain an artist once he grows up ~ picasso</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>799</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-8555915754313450624</id><published>2011-01-08T19:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T09:14:14.152-08:00</updated><title type='text'>new blog location</title><summary type='text'>Colouring Outside the Lines has moved again and is now here.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/8555915754313450624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/8555915754313450624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-blog-location.html' title='new blog location'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TSkxgXE1utI/AAAAAAAAEug/l9r1__RWv-8/s72-c/tree%2Bquestion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-6779996996291081650</id><published>2010-07-01T13:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T13:24:13.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hello goodbye</title><summary type='text'>Hello, hello I don't know why you say goodbyeI say helloThe last blog post was #800. Five years after starting this blog I'm saying goodbye. But I'm also saying hello. Please join me for more colouring fun at my new blog.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/6779996996291081650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/6779996996291081650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2010/07/hello-goodbye.html' title='hello goodbye'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TCz4lbCGgZI/AAAAAAAAEZc/RcYvPY8iFzM/s72-c/life,+death+and+dinner+f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-5465205666589813594</id><published>2010-06-27T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T12:43:06.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>studio update</title><summary type='text'>Ah, summer. You are here and I am so ready. Now if only the weather knew it! This time last year I was harvesting cherries; this morning I was dodging raindrops while searching for good spots to photograph Greg running his latest half marathon. I'm ready, though, because yesterday we did a massive reorg of 'our' studio space. It's pathetic (and awfully small) when you compare it to a real </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/5465205666589813594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/5465205666589813594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2010/06/studio-update.html' title='studio update'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TCeeQgRH3MI/AAAAAAAAEX4/Jh3H72g_47k/s72-c/mini+drawing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-5199895603467267259</id><published>2010-06-24T20:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T20:16:51.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>once more for the gulf</title><summary type='text'>Oceans SevenI realized that I had one unsold drawing left from the Oceans Ten series at about the same time I discovered this Etsy shop, set up to "help the gulf coast recover from the massive BP oil spill." So far $2500 has been raised for Oxfam America and $2000 has gone to the National Wildlife  Federation ... and there are still over 400 items in the shop and more being added daily. It's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/5199895603467267259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/5199895603467267259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2010/06/once-more-for-gulf.html' title='once more for the gulf'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TCQfJR2t6mI/AAAAAAAAEXY/aVAjHek6nEo/s72-c/oceans+seven.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-1872424287959325243</id><published>2010-06-17T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T18:21:14.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ripple</title><summary type='text'>It's almost Friday again and I haven't participated in Illustration Friday for many months, but was totally inspired by last Friday's theme/project. It only took me until Thursday to actually do it! :)Kelly Light decided to start a blog called Ripple as a vehicle for donating money to either The Institute for Marine Mammal Studies or The International Bird Rescue Research </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/1872424287959325243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/1872424287959325243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2010/06/ripple.html' title='ripple'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TBrokH_EDPI/AAAAAAAAEXI/-fgL0wciYf4/s72-c/drop+in+the+bucket.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-6451167663041553228</id><published>2010-06-15T17:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T20:10:47.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cleaning up the streets</title><summary type='text'>A crow's version of 'saving the world one video at a time'.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/6451167663041553228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/6451167663041553228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2010/06/cleaning-up-streets.html' title='cleaning up the streets'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TBgg-NlTOMI/AAAAAAAAEXA/Nq33T-GSERw/s72-c/cleaning+up+the+streets+f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-3323251485796063985</id><published>2010-06-15T15:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T18:20:35.769-07:00</updated><title type='text'>saving the world one video at a time</title><summary type='text'>I was at a friend's birthday party in a restaurant on Saturday night when an acquaintance sat beside me. After a little inconsequential chitty chat, the topic of Facebook somehow came up and she said something along the lines of, "I don't understand how people can waste their time on that garbage. I think email and Facebook and so on is for lazy people who have no lives and nothing better to do."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/3323251485796063985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/3323251485796063985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2010/06/saving-world-one-video-at-time.html' title='saving the world one video at a time'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-6932870397778014068</id><published>2010-06-13T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T10:24:46.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'>because summer is here</title><summary type='text'>Winter Filigreemixed drawing media on archival black paper (Stonehenge)framed to 21.5" x 21.5"</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/6932870397778014068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/6932870397778014068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2010/06/because-summer-is-here.html' title='because summer is here'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TBUUBOd4XnI/AAAAAAAAEWw/xj4uAcA6fZo/s72-c/winter+filigree+fl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-5955651056436157279</id><published>2010-06-10T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T09:56:27.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>adam's art</title><summary type='text'>Adam has never really taken any art, though he draws some pretty imaginative stuff on a regular basis, so I'm tickled that he's decided to take an art class in school (grade 11) next year. Here's one of his pencil drawings, scanned and digitally coloured by his old mother.And here's Adam, performing his other art in Footloose.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/5955651056436157279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/5955651056436157279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2010/06/adams-art.html' title='adam&apos;s art'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TBEY3aPVI-I/AAAAAAAAEWg/b9VxQ194s34/s72-c/adam%27s+floating+head+square+fl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-4123497888163908250</id><published>2010-06-07T20:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T20:52:49.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I was made for eating you baby</title><summary type='text'>It's the last week of classes before exams and summer holidays so when I saw this I knew I had to surprise the boys with KISS sushi for lunch. When Adam texted me to say he didn't want to eat it I threatened him with grounding if he didn't finish his Gene Simmons. He made sure to take a photo of it first and post it as his Facebook profile picture.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/4123497888163908250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/4123497888163908250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-was-made-for-eating-you-baby.html' title='I was made for eating you baby'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TA29F9Bg8FI/AAAAAAAAEVw/h442iMdS9lE/s72-c/kiss+sushi+fl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-6668074788149902897</id><published>2010-06-06T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T15:50:09.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mastery of medium</title><summary type='text'>I'm excited that I have almost finished this series of landscape drawings. By this time next week I hope to have packed up and shipped two finished commissions and at least started packing eight pieces for Effusion Gallery. Their busy summer season is fast approaching and since opening two years ago have sold something like thirty pieces of my work, so I don't want to miss out on this year's rich</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/6668074788149902897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/6668074788149902897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2010/06/mastery-of-medium.html' title='mastery of medium'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TAwhw0n27HI/AAAAAAAAEVo/Eu1hsYn2Pj4/s72-c/storm+warning+f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-7790443411468397153</id><published>2010-05-31T09:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T08:29:07.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>work and love</title><summary type='text'>Work is love made visible. (Kahlil Gibran)Grandpa Walton once said something along the lines of, "The only important things in life are hard work and love." I think the old coot was onto something. Better yet, if you can find work you love you're very lucky indeed.Yesterday morning I was aware of a growing sense of unease and a feeling of being overwhelmed by all the things I had to do. Then I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/7790443411468397153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/7790443411468397153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2010/05/work-and-love.html' title='work and love'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TAPpO7Cs_FI/AAAAAAAAEVY/uUjWDaUHEAk/s72-c/branching+out+f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-3258548900007584923</id><published>2010-05-28T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T09:37:27.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wild creatures</title><summary type='text'>This weekend we get to see the start of the high school graduation shenanigans of this handsome young lad, but last weekend we escaped to the Okanagan for three days. I've only ever been there in hot, dry August (many, many Augusts actually) so seeing it in spring was a treat of the verdant, green variety. We were there to visit my cousin on her Paint horse breeding farm, so Greg could run the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/3258548900007584923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/3258548900007584923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2010/05/wild-creatures.html' title='wild creatures'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TABxNmkoQwI/AAAAAAAAEUw/MbWN4lENsus/s72-c/ccc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-5739489884400581829</id><published>2010-05-20T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T20:33:51.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>up there</title><summary type='text'>A bunch of guys painting beer signs on the side of a building in New York City. It's not the sort of thing that you would expect to bring a lump to your throat, but it is so beautifully filmed and is such a silent and dying art that you'd be surprised. Check out the Ritual Project's Vimeo site to view this short documentary. (Thanks once again, Rudy.)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/5739489884400581829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/5739489884400581829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2010/05/up-there.html' title='up there'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/S_X-bXaucwI/AAAAAAAAES8/hiGKX16VRzY/s72-c/stella-artois-ritual-project-17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-1470608188012880126</id><published>2010-05-19T17:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T19:39:34.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>five years</title><summary type='text'>Five years ago today I wrote my first blog post and here I am, 788 posts later, still doing it. Who knew a whim would turn into an ~ahem~ 'institution'. It's not the same blog it was in its heydey, but since then both the interwebs and I have changed. I still love the format and the way it's connected me with so many amazing people. As long as I keep producing artwork and taking photos I suspect </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/1470608188012880126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/1470608188012880126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2010/05/five-years.html' title='five years'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/S_SOoosuJ4I/AAAAAAAAESg/cepq0VjIKZo/s72-c/upwind+flickr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-2837907424915319386</id><published>2010-05-17T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T13:05:03.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet silence</title><summary type='text'>I'm pretty proud of the fact that I managed to finish this drawing. From a dog that got skunked on Friday and brought it inside (not to mention her resulting overnight bowel issues -- in the most difficult spots to clean! -- caused by ingesting that poison) to losing my studio entirely, to being so frustrated with the background that I was on the verge of tearing it into tiny pieces, this </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/2837907424915319386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/2837907424915319386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2010/05/sweet-silence.html' title='sweet silence'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/S_Fr1eWdjpI/AAAAAAAAESQ/uzuzJ2hq9r8/s72-c/sweet+silence+flickr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-2881854916054447735</id><published>2010-05-12T15:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T19:26:19.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'>art economics 101</title><summary type='text'>I don't know who the cartoonist is, but if I did I'd give him/her full credit as this is right on target. So much of the art I'm looking at these days is all about the artist. The market-savvy artist knows that artist-as-celebrity sells better than almost anything else in the current tabloid-mentality marketplace.I'm in a really foul mood about society's shortcomings and government </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/2881854916054447735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/2881854916054447735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2010/05/art-economics-101.html' title='art economics 101'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/S-ssYN3ruWI/AAAAAAAAESA/SxDjeNZuJvU/s72-c/So+true+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-1139894553135971894</id><published>2010-05-11T15:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T17:45:23.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>carlos</title><summary type='text'>I don't do portraits as part of my painting practice. Human portraiture requires a different kind of focus and doesn't really interest me as an artist, though I admire it when it's done really well. That said, I have done the occasional horse or dog portrait for special occasions/people. I even painted Zappa a couple of weeks after I lost him.This is Carlos. The painting (more an illustration </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/1139894553135971894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/1139894553135971894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2010/05/carlos.html' title='carlos'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/S-n0JzW8skI/AAAAAAAAERw/UHaUb1y9wmM/s72-c/carlos+%26+blue+boy+flickr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-5947810265321682492</id><published>2010-05-09T14:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T14:54:01.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy mother's day</title><summary type='text'>Life in the fast lane finally eased up yesterday after the band exchanges (Carl) and the school's annual theatre company production (Adam), which was Footloose this year, finished on Friday night. I slept for over 10 hours last night! This morning, Greg and I got up long before the boys (they're teenagers after all) and took the dog and canoe down to Deas Slough where we discovered this lovely </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/5947810265321682492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/5947810265321682492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='happy mother&apos;s day'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/S-cmIfh2mfI/AAAAAAAAERY/UN0ADj0vUBc/s72-c/eagle+pair+5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-7881844949492814584</id><published>2010-05-01T17:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T18:13:43.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hidden gem</title><summary type='text'>12" x 9"coloured pencil on black archival paperI drew this from a photo I took when I visited Ruxton Island almost four years ago. There's something so dramatic about the colour and shape of the arbutus trees that are everywhere on Vancouver Island (and surrounding Gulf Islands) that always make me want to draw and paint them. I loved to peel the bark off the one in the garden where I grew up.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/7881844949492814584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/7881844949492814584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2010/05/hidden-gem.html' title='hidden gem'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/S9zQ8Geso0I/AAAAAAAAERI/yHiWz4iMpts/s72-c/hidden+gem+flickr+larhe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-8192509557925656169</id><published>2010-04-27T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T09:53:37.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>time and space</title><summary type='text'>This has been a weird year of hurry-up-and-wait for me. My kids are on the cusp of adulthood, and though I have regularly been shamed by my mother-hen routine (not to mention the Jewish grandmother in me that has to feed anything that's not nailed down) I'm itching for the transition to happen so I can pour the amount of energy into my painting and drawing that I need to. Never good with regular</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/8192509557925656169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/8192509557925656169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2010/04/time-and-space.html' title='time and space'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/S9cSHRnbJ_I/AAAAAAAAEQw/4pfZaiWxHvw/s72-c/bleak+midwinter+flickr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-5951173280000361955</id><published>2010-04-23T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T19:52:42.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>taste</title><summary type='text'>I'm beginning to think that my approach to art has been all wrong. While I've been bogged down with the mundanities of personal vision, integrity, beauty vs. truth, and all the age-old questions artists ask, I've totally neglected attending to what really matters: fashion. I've also forgotten about the cult of personality. From watching attention-getting artists as diverse as Damien Hirst and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/5951173280000361955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/5951173280000361955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2010/04/taste.html' title='taste'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/S9HLe6-7ntI/AAAAAAAAEQg/W2bPYjf2rZg/s72-c/banksy3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-6205366374742716083</id><published>2010-04-18T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T09:13:40.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sunday afternoon at the art museum</title><summary type='text'>If, like me, one of your unfulfilled wishes is to visit New York City's Museum of Modern Art, then let's go this afternoon. This short video contains every painting on display in the painting galleries of the MoMA on April 10, 2010. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/6205366374742716083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/6205366374742716083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2010/04/sunday-afternoon-at-art-museum.html' title='sunday afternoon at the art museum'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-4873816080478924827</id><published>2010-04-17T12:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T12:58:13.737-07:00</updated><title type='text'>flight path</title><summary type='text'>Flight Path ~ oil on panel ~ 8" x 10"</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/4873816080478924827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/4873816080478924827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2010/04/flight-path.html' title='flight path'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/S8oSxkUgiBI/AAAAAAAAEP4/de4g3EZ2vGk/s72-c/flight+path+flickr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-275034729589766807</id><published>2010-04-15T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T20:21:38.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>top seed</title><summary type='text'>Top Seed ~ oil on panel ~ 8" x 8"OMG how I love to paint in oil on panel. I was completely divorced from reality while painting this crow today. During that time it clouded over, rained, and cleared up again. Or so rumour has it.I'm doing a set of four small 'study' panels using a combination of my hard edged acrylic style (but in oil) for the graphic stencilled part ... and my looser, blended </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/275034729589766807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/275034729589766807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2010/04/top-seed.html' title='top seed'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/S8fSCrnegzI/AAAAAAAAEPo/DiBA8qnG7u0/s72-c/top+seed+flickr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-4898513982134916269</id><published>2010-04-11T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T20:37:40.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blue and pink</title><summary type='text'>Another house painting under my belt. I think I'm about done with these though Denise is clamouring for more and I've promised one after this. Then I'll be done. This one took way too long and I'm glad it's behind me.Blue and Pink  ~  24"  x 12"  ~ acrylic on canvas, image around sides</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/4898513982134916269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/4898513982134916269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2010/04/blue-and-pink.html' title='blue and pink'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/S8Im2K06_qI/AAAAAAAAEO0/6wVz0VIJRWE/s72-c/blue+and+pink+large+flickr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-3033000178879886315</id><published>2010-04-10T10:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T15:05:15.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>colouring inside the lines</title><summary type='text'>I'm a blogging fool these days. Of course it's easy when you have great resource people spoonfeeding you material.  Then again, maybe I'm just a fool. This article in today's Winnipeg Free Press has unaccountably depressed me. I think it just drove home to me the fact that what the average art buyer purchases is not what I like (or like to produce). A disproportionate number of my own sales have </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/3033000178879886315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/3033000178879886315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2010/04/colouring-inside-lines.html' title='colouring inside the lines'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/S8C9J_L0PVI/AAAAAAAAEOk/ZG1e8TypgvI/s72-c/urban_aqua.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-8564229702395260674</id><published>2010-04-09T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T13:04:27.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the art of reality tv</title><summary type='text'>It had to happen. Visual art being, ermmm, visual ... the creators of new ideas for reality TV were bound to slot it into primetime somehow. After all, a reality TV show pitting novelists against each other might lack a certain, shall we say, visual appeal. I'd like to see them try, though. (And I agree with Rudy; this just seems wrong somehow.)Last year Bravo Canada had a unique idea called Star</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/8564229702395260674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/8564229702395260674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2010/04/art-of-reality-tv.html' title='the art of reality tv'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/S7-INV0nQaI/AAAAAAAAEOc/ENLNOl9ud84/s72-c/trebek02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-4546673418953088344</id><published>2010-04-08T15:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T16:11:32.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'>night crawling</title><summary type='text'>It was a filthy night last night: torrential downpours and wild wind. Perfect for prowling the streets and alleys on the edge of Gastown with my camera, where Carl's band, Vena, played their first gig at a hole-in-the-wall nightclub. Here are a couple of my artsied-up shots:And here's the band:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/4546673418953088344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/4546673418953088344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2010/04/urban-photo-art.html' title='night crawling'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/S75fuCyTStI/AAAAAAAAEOU/uIz65TL1hJ8/s72-c/neon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-1033078913511379551</id><published>2010-04-08T12:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T12:18:55.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'>vote for jesse</title><summary type='text'>Though it's not, technically, my best photo of Jesse, it is my favourite ... so I thought I'd enter it in Diane Schuller's contest. If you don't vote for Jesse I won't hold it against you -- if you vote for #5 that is!Vote here.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/1033078913511379551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/1033078913511379551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2010/04/vote-for-jesse.html' title='vote for jesse'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/S74rSyL3qlI/AAAAAAAAEM0/71e_KIHeoJQ/s72-c/jesse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-8471357406697795973</id><published>2010-04-06T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T13:44:12.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'>art apprenticeship</title><summary type='text'>Back in the day (as in wayyyy back in the day) developing artists apprenticed to masters. This involved a lot of copying. I see some wisdom in this, except the part where I, being a woman, would never have even had the opportunity. Then there's the part where I have a hard time taking direction. And the arbitrariness/jealousy/exploitation of a lousy master. Oh what the hell, I would have hated it</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/8471357406697795973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/8471357406697795973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2010/04/art-apprenticeship.html' title='art apprenticeship'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/S7uAv4ZJw4I/AAAAAAAAEMc/l_IU4lFtR5A/s72-c/ed%27s+trees+flickr+large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-8248340444316737264</id><published>2010-04-04T17:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T17:34:39.048-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the view is good from my cell</title><summary type='text'>My last post will be coming down in a few days, plus my entire Small Art blog, so if there's anything left over there that interests you please let me know soon. Though it's been successful, this whole garage sale business has made me feel kind of unclean and is unlikely to happen again. I think most artists understand what I mean. Making ends meet can make you do weird things. The best part </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/8248340444316737264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/8248340444316737264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2010/04/view-is-good-from-my-cell.html' title='the view is good from my cell'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/S7ktgXfPmjI/AAAAAAAAEL0/jd64JMkk214/s72-c/4454845376_8ae7ba2330_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-5412770860058442327</id><published>2010-04-01T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T15:51:18.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>garage sale</title><summary type='text'>post deleted</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/5412770860058442327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/5412770860058442327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2010/04/garage-sale.html' title='garage sale'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/S7V6su8RYMI/AAAAAAAAEKc/ksVsDKy2j_k/s72-c/f%26f+left+flickr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-7077467299867779524</id><published>2010-03-31T15:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T16:13:29.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sea change</title><summary type='text'>There's been a new series germinating in my brain since last summer and though I haven't yet reached any firm conclusions, yesterday I did make some decisions. Today was like sealing the deal; after spending over three hours at the Federation Gallery jurying three different shows I knew I was doing the right thing. Shoot me for saying it so plainly, but there's an awful lot of junk out there and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/7077467299867779524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/7077467299867779524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2010/03/sea-change.html' title='sea change'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/S7PWGFeelXI/AAAAAAAAEHE/m69Y9b6U8dA/s72-c/snow+bunting+flickr+large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-4529469440287059167</id><published>2010-03-30T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T12:40:33.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'>amazing</title><summary type='text'>Some amazing stuff from Rudy:Spring is sprung but does your garden grow flowers like the ones blooming in Japanese artist Macato Murayama's imagination?And since we're discussing growth, you would've been the star of the class if you'd grown something like this in Biology 11. No hallucinogenics were abused in the making of Klari Reis' petri dish art.Then there's this amazing new Photoshop tool </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/4529469440287059167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/4529469440287059167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2010/03/amazing.html' title='amazing'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/S7JTa-Wgz6I/AAAAAAAAEGs/GrXokEkkqVo/s72-c/murayama_6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-8328794100624713863</id><published>2010-03-27T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T08:43:54.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the northern flicker shop</title><summary type='text'>Call me crazy but I have just been goofing around at Cafe Press, setting up a shop entitely devoted to my noisy but charming little friend, the Northern Flicker. (We get the red-shafted variety here.) It's really just a fun project, but bird nerds, if you have the chance please spread the word! And for my next act I will open a restaurant that only serves carrot sticks.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/8328794100624713863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/8328794100624713863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2010/03/northern-flicker-shop.html' title='the northern flicker shop'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/S67SFv1bChI/AAAAAAAAEGU/XxsYetGQIcE/s72-c/flicker.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-2737166605032094350</id><published>2010-03-25T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T10:52:49.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>alien vs pooh</title><summary type='text'>"Oh, bother!"This is awesome. At moments like this, when my Need-to-share Disorder surfaces, I question my Facebook withdrawal.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/2737166605032094350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/2737166605032094350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2010/03/alien-vs-pooh.html' title='alien vs pooh'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/S6uijsDDI3I/AAAAAAAAEFs/4y52_KM1TDY/s72-c/02stuck.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-7903593320521821110</id><published>2010-03-23T13:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T14:05:28.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>brilliance beyond</title><summary type='text'>mixed drawing media on black archival paper11" x 14" (image: 7.5" x 10")So much work to do and so little time away from my laptop. Solution? Chase Ellen and Donn and, like a lemming, drop off the edge into the abyss that is life without Facebook. But only for a week. I'm not crazy after all!PS Check out the Owl Box.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/7903593320521821110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/7903593320521821110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2010/03/brilliance-beyond.html' title='brilliance beyond'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/S6kmIgyMtvI/AAAAAAAAEFU/FZf7mEfQQOg/s72-c/brilliance+beyond+flickr+large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-189110765669041177</id><published>2010-03-22T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T13:59:55.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'>contrasts</title><summary type='text'>In the past couple of days I have read two vastly different takes on the art world. The first is this article, concerning power struggles in the overinflated world of high-end art branding. The other is the blog of artist and friend Paula, who  is simply struggling to exist. Both are fascinating reading.As an artist who uses photography as both a tool and for its own rewards, I have two </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/189110765669041177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/189110765669041177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2010/03/contrasts.html' title='contrasts'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/S6ekESVSNtI/AAAAAAAAEFM/D0INYKuXOAE/s72-c/4453926525_cf6af781e4_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-1443644872683954632</id><published>2010-03-19T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T18:55:11.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pear picture for peras</title><summary type='text'>mixed media on panel 6" x 6"</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/1443644872683954632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/1443644872683954632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2010/03/pear-pictures-for-peras.html' title='pear picture for peras'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/S6QgKZTUK0I/AAAAAAAAEEs/c-DjguxZNIg/s72-c/peras+1+flickr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-5211015929057205104</id><published>2010-03-17T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T22:09:49.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the creative personality</title><summary type='text'>Recently I came across this 1996 article by Mihaly Csikszentmihalyi based on a study of the creative personality. I love those rare moments when I can really recognize myself (or others, as the case may be) in a study like this. The first phrase to grab me was the following:  When we're creative, we feel we are living more fully than during the rest of life.  After that I was hooked! The crux of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/5211015929057205104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/5211015929057205104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2010/03/creative-personality.html' title='the creative personality'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/S6G00JOzq6I/AAAAAAAAEEM/T-Z2uZSaL5A/s72-c/166+flickr+large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-4365579678746549041</id><published>2010-03-09T17:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T19:14:11.935-08:00</updated><title type='text'>signs of spring</title><summary type='text'>Spring seemed to start here in January -- somewhat ironic for the place that held the "winter" Olympics, but I'm not complaining! On February 20th I took these photos:The following week I was doing the breakfast-and-lunch-making short-order routine and what should appear on the morning news but footage of my childhood home burning down (see video clip). A couple in their eighties died in the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/4365579678746549041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/4365579678746549041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2010/03/signs-of-spring.html' title='signs of spring'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/S5b8o61eCeI/AAAAAAAAEDg/Cj2RIIcZgE4/s72-c/spring+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-156247811407513483</id><published>2010-03-08T16:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T17:03:19.858-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a type of art</title><summary type='text'>I love art that recycles. The days of typing your deepest, darkest whatsits on your own letterhead may be long gone, but who says the typewriters themselves have to go into the landfill and the paper into the recycle bin? It's a shame that the vintage letterhead isn't on acid-free paper. For more on the typewriter sculpture, check out Delilah.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/156247811407513483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/156247811407513483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2010/03/type-of-art.html' title='a type of art'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/S5WeDNZjaDI/AAAAAAAAEBQ/SeEpb5D6hjQ/s72-c/06_gallery_typewriter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-7301370320215970455</id><published>2010-03-03T19:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T19:44:40.029-08:00</updated><title type='text'>more art and photography</title><summary type='text'>I'm painting again and taking lots of photos so the creative juices are coming unstuck (and the metaphors they are a-mixin'). Yesterday I took the following photos of my son (the redhead) and his bandmates in the little graveyard around the corner. I just want a small mention when they make it big ("Photography by Carl's mom").More art: Joanne Mattera wrote a very interesting blog post about the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/7301370320215970455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/7301370320215970455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2010/03/more-art-and-photography.html' title='more art and photography'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/S48pWkhEK7I/AAAAAAAAD_Y/WkZYRzFicz4/s72-c/v1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-9095887015030095346</id><published>2010-02-26T13:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T13:31:22.268-08:00</updated><title type='text'>small house movement</title><summary type='text'>I know. I know. Art isn't happening in my studio and since this is supposed to be an art blog, nothing much is happening here either. So here's a short video about one of my latest obsessions (thanks, Sonya). In the interest of sustainable living and simplifying, I want a small house. OK, I want TWO small houses: one to live in and one for the art studio, and on a HUGE piece of land. And maybe </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/9095887015030095346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/9095887015030095346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2010/02/small-house-movement.html' title='small house movement'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-5414019111983336075</id><published>2010-02-22T08:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T19:15:20.925-08:00</updated><title type='text'>olympic-sized rant ... sort of</title><summary type='text'>You never know what's going to set you off. I read this link from Donn on Facebook this morning after reading another "I hate the Olympics" status update from someone else and it triggered the following response from me:You know what? I'm crumbling. The novelty has worn off and my usual pleasure in watching the ultimate "... series of races between a bunch of people with unusually low body fat" </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/5414019111983336075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/5414019111983336075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2010/02/olympic-sized-rant-sort-of.html' title='olympic-sized rant ... sort of'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/S4LFed957LI/AAAAAAAAD_I/WZw6FxXhuRk/s72-c/uu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-3130059357361874299</id><published>2010-02-17T19:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T19:22:28.492-08:00</updated><title type='text'>texting art</title><summary type='text'>Vuk Vidor's art history poster</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/3130059357361874299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/3130059357361874299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2010/02/texting-art.html' title='texting art'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/S3yx_l4GWOI/AAAAAAAAD9Y/0tinAvzl6fw/s72-c/Art+History+Poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-1120419821767208</id><published>2010-02-14T08:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T17:23:49.449-08:00</updated><title type='text'>olympic recess</title><summary type='text'>The Olympics have become my full-time job. Considering the negative aspects of its social and economic impact it's a bit of a guilty pleasure, but that doesn't stop me from totally enjoying it. The fact that it's here in Vancouver means I occasionally get to do that face-to-face. (That's good news for my kids because it means I'm away from our only TV more and they have more access to the XBox!) </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/1120419821767208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/1120419821767208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2010/02/olympic-recess.html' title='olympic recess'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/S3gqMu0K-ZI/AAAAAAAAD9A/uUOYEFSa5aU/s72-c/4355124276_c19482073c_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-105348838288366769</id><published>2010-02-08T12:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T12:34:35.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>rockett pad</title><summary type='text'>I think I'm finished. This painting is 12" x 12" x 1.5" (painted around the sides) and the bright underpainting is actually much less obtrusive in real life. Now that I'm done I'll have to think about blogging actual WORDS again. Time to start a new painting in that case! :)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/105348838288366769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/105348838288366769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2010/02/rockett-pad.html' title='rockett pad'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/S3B1Lq5Jt8I/AAAAAAAAD8o/PAOI9gvr0S4/s72-c/rockett+pad+flickr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-9088309263411949209</id><published>2010-02-05T16:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T16:30:15.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'>rockett pad 3</title><summary type='text'>Though it doesn't look like it yet, I'm in the home stretch. After I finish the house it's just large blocks of background colour. Any suggestions? Blue sky? Grey Seattle day? Stormy weather?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/9088309263411949209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/9088309263411949209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2010/02/rockett-pad-3.html' title='rockett pad 3'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/S2y4CXUgNoI/AAAAAAAAD8g/acse1C8eAW8/s72-c/rockett+pad+3+flickr+large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-6104992179733152091</id><published>2010-02-04T17:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T17:04:49.587-08:00</updated><title type='text'>rockett pad 2</title><summary type='text'>Things aren't moving along as fast as I'd hoped but we're getting there! Today I gessoed the back of the canvas as the clear gesso is allowing too much light to pass through the finer/lighter weave of linen. I've only painted on linen once and I'm liking it a lot.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/6104992179733152091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/6104992179733152091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2010/02/rockett-pad-2.html' title='rockett pad 2'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/S2tunXwGnOI/AAAAAAAAD8Y/WaUMbb20oyg/s72-c/rockett+pad+2+flickr+large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-3290565911900724468</id><published>2010-02-02T09:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T16:55:36.159-08:00</updated><title type='text'>art on the move</title><summary type='text'>Robin, artist and art consultant extraordinaire, sent me this photo of my work hanging at the new JW Marriott Hill Country Resort and Spa in San Antonio, Texas. Check this place out! I suddenly feel the overwhelming need for a vacation... The paintings are hanging in the restaurant in the spa.  I stalled on my house portrait commission but will return to it today. Meantime, I did this little </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/3290565911900724468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/3290565911900724468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2010/02/art-on-move.html' title='art on the move'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/S2hnn2DqyWI/AAAAAAAAD8I/7UAED1x2Ct0/s72-c/hill+country+marriott+spa+restaurant.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-7363556386312830721</id><published>2010-01-26T19:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T17:23:02.387-08:00</updated><title type='text'>rockett pad 1</title><summary type='text'>Uh-oh ... I've been dropping the blog ball again. With the new year comes not much blogging inspiration (damn you Facebook!) so I'll go with plan B: the work in progress! Blogging a painting's progress takes little effort but results in multiple posts (sweet).I'm back to using acrylic paint to do a house portrait to commemorate Angela and Wade's 15th anniversary and first house! It's 12" x 12" </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/7363556386312830721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/7363556386312830721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2010/01/rockett-pad-1.html' title='rockett pad 1'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/S1-53Hdl36I/AAAAAAAAD7w/qa_DYnKpkbM/s72-c/rockett+pad+1+flickr+large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-8841653305883356243</id><published>2010-01-20T13:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T16:27:28.227-08:00</updated><title type='text'>further adventures in oil painting</title><summary type='text'>Bringing Home the Bacon, oil on panel, 8" x 10"It was my birthday last week and one of my best presents came by post. Michelle is one of my oldest and closest friends and we talk several times a week, even though we live over 1000 km apart. (She has a great phone plan.) She knew I was itching to try M Graham paints but my art supply store doesn't carry them. Her boyfriend's store does, though! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/8841653305883356243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/8841653305883356243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2010/01/further-adventures-in-oil-painting.html' title='further adventures in oil painting'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/S1eBS9Vb_-I/AAAAAAAAD7Q/U0t21O3pSjE/s72-c/bringing+home+the+bacon+flickr+large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-8806853797582730502</id><published>2010-01-09T11:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T09:03:15.379-08:00</updated><title type='text'>playing it safe</title><summary type='text'>Traffic Cop, oil on canvas, 16" x 20"My first foray into experimenting with oil paint is complete! I played it safe with this smallish painting, but I'm not beating myself up about it. There's plenty of room for self-flagellation with future paintings! I took the photo at my kids' school on a foggy day in November and didn't stray from the original subject matter or play with style as I wanted to</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/8806853797582730502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/8806853797582730502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2010/01/playing-it-safe.html' title='playing it safe'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/S0jf0hIT39I/AAAAAAAAD64/UloTEG_RYbo/s72-c/traffic+cop+large+flickr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-4897554460350382977</id><published>2010-01-07T15:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T19:05:38.235-08:00</updated><title type='text'>jesse update</title><summary type='text'>Those of you who know me or who have read this blog for awhile will remember Jesse, the funny, enthusiastic service-dog trainee we puppy-raised for Pacific Assistance Dogs. As dogs with character go, he has more than a heaping helping, but along with clowns come sad faces ... or so they say.Just before Christmas we discovered that Jesse had flunked out of the service dog training program, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/4897554460350382977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/4897554460350382977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2010/01/jesse-update.html' title='jesse update'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/S0Z0FAUNASI/AAAAAAAAD6o/0TzYhphh7m0/s72-c/jesse2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-8770822111306650184</id><published>2010-01-06T14:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T08:51:08.599-08:00</updated><title type='text'>new year's resolution</title><summary type='text'>Don't just stand there...The top photo is me at about 8 years old. The other is Hugh MacLeod.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/8770822111306650184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/8770822111306650184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-years-resolution.html' title='new year&apos;s resolution'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/S0UhWNoB-FI/AAAAAAAAD6g/dXMre9ilfK4/s72-c/g.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-834377646971364602</id><published>2010-01-01T14:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T17:58:23.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'>looking back ten years</title><summary type='text'>I'm enjoying reading the year-in-review posts by my favourite bloggers. As for me, I'm more apt to measure time by the places I've lived. Today I suddenly realized that the so-called dawn of the new millennium was already a decade ago (!) and that we have lived in this house for almost twelve years. In the nineteen years previous to moving here I actually moved twenty times and lived in five </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/834377646971364602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/834377646971364602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2010/01/looking-back-ten-years.html' title='looking back ten years'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/Sz6BMnUbpoI/AAAAAAAAD6A/qO6bJAkZkdw/s72-c/4225696629_3f4b2284f7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-2041412321757206766</id><published>2009-12-27T15:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T16:00:53.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wants and needs</title><summary type='text'>There's almost nothing I like better than a good idea, especially if it involves art-making. At this time of year, when consumerism blurs the lines between 'want' and 'need', it's refreshing to see a couple of artists who've put it all into perspective ~ and I'm not talking about anything to do with vanishing points and straight lines.Wants for Sale is a way for Christine and Justin to help </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/2041412321757206766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/2041412321757206766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2009/12/wants-and-needs.html' title='wants and needs'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/Szf0wT9bPoI/AAAAAAAAD5w/6feJSdj-mgg/s72-c/wantART_cooking.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-1890502700645511597</id><published>2009-12-23T13:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T19:39:08.839-08:00</updated><title type='text'>christmas pictures</title><summary type='text'>Just a quick seasonal check-in to wish everyone a peaceful and fun-filled holiday. Painting suddenly stalled in the very early stages of this first oil painting. It wants to be monochromatic so, as you can see, I have a lot to do...after Christmas.Among the seasonal activities was Carl's (and therefore our) last Christmas band concert, since he graduates this year. It's the end of an era though, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/1890502700645511597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/1890502700645511597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-pictures.html' title='christmas pictures'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/SzKHAJ-lhWI/AAAAAAAAD5Q/lqq5CbYcF9M/s72-c/traffic+cop+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-4910975309782488959</id><published>2009-12-16T14:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T16:49:41.857-08:00</updated><title type='text'>more real than real</title><summary type='text'>Take this, Madame Tussaud: These sculptures are almost more realistic than people, so why not take Picasso's famous flattened space and make it 'more realistic', too:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/4910975309782488959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/4910975309782488959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2009/12/more-real-than-real.html' title='more real than real'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/SylfPHCw5NI/AAAAAAAAD3w/d0dLDVAhmAQ/s72-c/12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-1516507886801478821</id><published>2009-12-15T14:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T16:57:27.892-08:00</updated><title type='text'>art as a social activity</title><summary type='text'>Over the past few years I've idly wondered why three-quarters of the people in art workshops, on arts councils, who teach art, etc., are women, whereas three-quarters of artists represented in galleries are men. I lamely concluded that changes in gender politics on an economic/business level were simply lagging behind what was happening socially. The glass ceiling and all that. That may be true, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/1516507886801478821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/1516507886801478821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2009/12/art-as-social-activity.html' title='art as a social activity'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/SygZYhn4qmI/AAAAAAAAD3o/nRzBB9KieQA/s72-c/moth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-8527569308674611128</id><published>2009-12-12T09:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T09:49:06.335-08:00</updated><title type='text'>december views</title><summary type='text'>I took these photos last weekend and am posting them after reading this idea, which I love. (Thanks, Albina.)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/8527569308674611128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/8527569308674611128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2009/12/december-views.html' title='december views'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/SyPXjSU7gKI/AAAAAAAAD3I/hazqEdztY2Y/s72-c/rug+shop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-4504915821139852263</id><published>2009-12-10T15:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T17:40:23.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the self-taught artist</title><summary type='text'>Interwebs recess over! It was a sad excuse for a break, actually; I did a lot of lurking. In any case, I did start Christmas shopping and going to the gym again and did everything on my To Do list except finish my book. The best thing was finally, with some trepidation, uncapping my new tubes of oil paint last week. Oil paints are a very yin-yang thing. They are very sensuous to use and I was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/4504915821139852263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/4504915821139852263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2009/12/self-taught-artist.html' title='the self-taught artist'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/SyGTqMfF8rI/AAAAAAAAD1w/tUpfk8CDdwc/s72-c/art+is+%26+come+on+in+left+flickr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-424404401111258856</id><published>2009-11-27T17:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T18:02:25.348-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fog</title><summary type='text'>Technology is so much fun but we can drown in our technology. The fog of information can drive out knowledge. ~ Daniel J. Boorstin  I think this is a perfect quote with which to launch a short break from the interwebs. I'm going to read this and work on the photo project for family Christmas presents and clean up the garden and finally finally dip my toe in the oil paints, so to speak. Be good </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/424404401111258856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/424404401111258856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2009/11/fog.html' title='fog'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/SxCBoNRWkqI/AAAAAAAAD1I/5bBX6QyyfqA/s72-c/crow+sign+flickr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-587392552227896987</id><published>2009-11-25T13:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T16:45:26.812-08:00</updated><title type='text'>objectified</title><summary type='text'>After checking out the website and watching some of the clips, I am dying to see Objectified now:OBJECTIFIED, by filmmaker Gary Hustwit, is the second installment in his trilogy on design (his first was Helvetica). OBJECTIFIED encourages us to stop and notice our surroundings and to think critically about creativity and consumption. Who makes all these objects, and why do they look and feel the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/587392552227896987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/587392552227896987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2009/11/objectified.html' title='objectified'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/Sw2rnN3hQXI/AAAAAAAAD04/f3CCeoQjQrA/s72-c/bs3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-4700853761960572922</id><published>2009-11-25T11:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T12:29:33.802-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the easy life</title><summary type='text'>I want to be just like Hugh MacLeod when I grow up. Instead I'm like me. These days being like me means injuring your fingers three times in one week, the last being the worst. I slammed my finger into my minivan's sliding door last night and followed that up with the doctor actually burning a hole in my fingernail to relieve blood/pressure. X-ray results not back yet. Like the cartoon above </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/4700853761960572922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/4700853761960572922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2009/11/easy-life.html' title='the easy life'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/Sw2IFTKs3jI/AAAAAAAAD0g/wDqYgFTwIKc/s72-c/easylife.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-1598208583483396012</id><published>2009-11-18T14:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T08:49:35.918-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a beautiful day in the neighbourhood</title><summary type='text'>OK, it's actually cold and starting to rain again with another storm on the way -- but my back is better and I had a good workday! Just before heading out this morning I got a call from Mila, the gallery manager at the Federation Gallery on Granville Island. I entered one of my mini drawings in the annual Small Painting Salon (it's a holiday tradition for me now) and won first prize! (AKA The </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/1598208583483396012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/1598208583483396012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2009/11/beautiful-day-in-neighbourhood.html' title='a beautiful day in the neighbourhood'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2572/4115327387_ecfe83130b_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-7114655882027000959</id><published>2009-11-16T19:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T17:33:51.442-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the evolution of blogging</title><summary type='text'>Bloggers new and old, but especially old, read this about how blogging has changed in the past half dozen years, and why. I certainly know that Facebook now fills the void that was once filled by what I considered my particular blogging community. As far as my own responsibility as a blogger goes, I can tick almost all the boxes in the article, especially the ones about laziness, burnout and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/7114655882027000959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/7114655882027000959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2009/11/evolution-of-blogging.html' title='the evolution of blogging'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/SxB9-RukeAI/AAAAAAAAD1A/Pqam8t639rw/s72-c/concrete+benches+flickr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-4034604693599648219</id><published>2009-11-12T14:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T22:00:32.862-08:00</updated><title type='text'>scanning vs. photographing artwork</title><summary type='text'>While looking for images that combine steampunk with Bob Ross (a mighty challenge) for my last post I happened across this image of a steampunk guitar. (There are a few out there. Here's another one I like.) Then yesterday I took Coco out for a little Remembrance Day run and had the stupidity to try and keep running after I felt twinges in my lower back. Needless to say, I'm grounded today -- and</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/4034604693599648219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/4034604693599648219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2009/11/scanning-vs-photographing-artwork.html' title='scanning vs. photographing artwork'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/SvygpXNqw8I/AAAAAAAAD0A/Fmbi-0AA6IY/s72-c/steampunk+guitar+photo+flickr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-5794667678943173996</id><published>2009-11-10T14:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T14:32:31.005-08:00</updated><title type='text'>steampunk bob ross</title><summary type='text'>This is for Ellen (and Google).Bob Ross paints Slayer</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/5794667678943173996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/5794667678943173996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2009/11/steampunk-bob-ross.html' title='steampunk bob ross'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/Svnk6wE3uJI/AAAAAAAADzw/EvegnGrzehA/s72-c/Bob_Ross.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-2806951803179882568</id><published>2009-11-07T18:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T08:13:40.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'>r.b. pratt, man with right conception of things</title><summary type='text'>A couple of days ago I got a new document from Ralph Pratt, my dad's cousin, who lives in Winnipeg. He is the family go-to guy about our one relative of public achievement (and the man he is named after), my great grandfather, Ralph B. Pratt. Back when I first started blogging I posted some photos of train stations he designed, then later on a church. Ralph keeps me topped up with what he </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/2806951803179882568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/2806951803179882568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2009/11/rb-pratt-man-with-right-conception-of.html' title='r.b. pratt, man with right conception of things'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/SvY1T8RcKAI/AAAAAAAADzo/7ft-nIr_9OM/s72-c/deerlodge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-5688963391289595168</id><published>2009-11-04T12:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T13:08:16.505-08:00</updated><title type='text'>website revamp</title><summary type='text'>It was actually fun redoing my website, even if it took three days. I added the slideshow feature that I've admired on other art websites, tried really hard to edit myself (only partially successfully) and keep it simple and professional looking. I'm thinking it's pretty good for a hack like me who uses online tools, knows very little HTML and hasn't taken a single instruction in web design. But </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/5688963391289595168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/5688963391289595168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2009/11/website-revamp.html' title='website revamp'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/SvHgkS1NpKI/AAAAAAAADy0/yUVJL9pv6II/s72-c/website+image+flickr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-2080352580615565758</id><published>2009-10-29T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T15:21:58.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>balls</title><summary type='text'>I'm ashamed to admit that this blog has become far more about pictures than words. It's my answer to keeping it going when I have too many balls in the air and need to prioritize. I suspect that, once I get back to serious painting, I will become nauseatingly chatty again.Meanwhile, back at the ranch, I have been working myself into a knot over painting these glass tree ornaments to donate to a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/2080352580615565758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/2080352580615565758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2009/10/balls.html' title='balls'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/SuoD3WpFDvI/AAAAAAAADyk/OXhgGil1dMc/s72-c/dragonfly+ornaments+flickr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-3081717861833818398</id><published>2009-10-28T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T09:14:31.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>halloween art</title><summary type='text'>Now this is Halloween art. I discovered it over at Neatorama.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/3081717861833818398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/3081717861833818398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2009/10/halloween-art.html' title='halloween art'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/SuhtvsXoP5I/AAAAAAAADxU/-WadJy6bzL0/s72-c/wow5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-8217726421098468964</id><published>2009-10-25T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T12:48:37.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tree drawings</title><summary type='text'>And it's a wrap! The final drawing in the set of four is over here. Next, I need to paint two Christmas ornaments to donate to a fundraiser for a children's centre. Then, and only then, can I start playing with my oil paints (yay!). That doesn't stop me from playing with Flickr Toys, though:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/8217726421098468964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/8217726421098468964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2009/10/tree-drawings.html' title='tree drawings'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/SuSpNrlmq-I/AAAAAAAADwU/0HFhY_Y_zuM/s72-c/mosaic+of+tree+drawings+flickr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-2831648985823370778</id><published>2009-10-24T14:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T14:08:00.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet and slow</title><summary type='text'>Three down, one to go!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/2831648985823370778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/2831648985823370778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2009/10/sweet-and-slow.html' title='sweet and slow'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/SuNsprPzxkI/AAAAAAAADwM/7gyrvbvAAyM/s72-c/sweet+and+slow+flickr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-3384187087626339548</id><published>2009-10-22T16:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T17:02:30.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'>christopher reiger</title><summary type='text'>I love it when I discover an artist whose art and practice ring all my buzzers. I discovered Christopher Reiger's work a few days ago over at Chris Rywalt's blog, NYC Art. (Oh, Angela -- will you take me to New York with you in your carry-on luggage?) The natural themes of his work, presented in a unique, thoughtful, and visually skillful way, are like candy to me. While sifting through his </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/3384187087626339548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/3384187087626339548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2009/10/christopher-reiger.html' title='christopher reiger'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/SuDvgMTe28I/AAAAAAAADwE/RVVJ688Qrgs/s72-c/mess.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-1370773849513579426</id><published>2009-10-21T16:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T21:33:58.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>help wanted</title><summary type='text'>I did it! For years now I've been promising myself that I'll invest in oil paints. I loved using them at university, but when I started painting again in 2001 (after a way-too-long-to-mention break) I hemmed and hawed for a bit, then decided on acrylics for ease/economy/ low toxicity. I liked them immediately though I'd never used them before. They suit my graphic/layered style very nicely though</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/1370773849513579426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/1370773849513579426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2009/10/help-wanted.html' title='help wanted'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/St-pycfYc7I/AAAAAAAADvE/tCDIZB5SmaY/s72-c/mudslide.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-5880409854396099717</id><published>2009-10-18T14:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T18:14:31.004-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fools rush in</title><summary type='text'>The great pleasure of a dog is that you may make a fool of yourself with him and not only will he not scold you, but he will make a fool of himself too.~ Samuel Butler, Notebooks, 1912</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/5880409854396099717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/5880409854396099717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2009/10/fools-rush-in.html' title='fools rush in'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/StuEf_9zfFI/AAAAAAAADu0/o9ooSbZQ-PE/s72-c/coco+splash.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-3789881547913027231</id><published>2009-10-16T15:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T15:23:56.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>promised land</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/3789881547913027231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/3789881547913027231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2009/10/promised-land.html' title='promised land'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/Stjyc5xGvlI/AAAAAAAADus/-5enRxhU3eQ/s72-c/promised+land+flickr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-1169837747520404771</id><published>2009-10-16T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T08:34:59.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>solar cycle</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/1169837747520404771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/1169837747520404771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2009/10/solar-cycle.html' title='solar cycle'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/StiSO_SJReI/AAAAAAAADuk/TTP7p0YR1ws/s72-c/solar+cycle+flickr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-5190818775379809423</id><published>2009-10-15T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T09:21:21.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 olympic medals unveiled</title><summary type='text'>So ... what do you think? The 2010 Winter Olympic medals were unveiled in Vancouver this morning and there's bound to be controversy over their dramatically different design and shape. I would love to hear your opinion, so please leave a comment.For more, go here or here.Vancouver's Olympic organizing committee has unveiled the gold, silver and bronze medals for the 2010 Games.  The medals were </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/5190818775379809423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/5190818775379809423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2009/10/2010-olympic-medals-unveiled.html' title='2010 olympic medals unveiled'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/StdGYPSl_PI/AAAAAAAADuU/XaPDJMRoqsE/s72-c/17420_m15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-3064118203165918604</id><published>2009-10-12T16:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T19:20:43.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy</title><summary type='text'>My favourite weekend of the year is almost over. There's just something about Thanksgiving weekend. It's all about autumn colours, family, food and hiking. There isn't a single commercial element to it, which may be part of the attraction. American Thanksgiving's proximity to Christmas and the fact that it's already winter here in Canada at the end of November (which means endless gloom and rain </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/3064118203165918604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/3064118203165918604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy.html' title='happy'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/StPeevN3iBI/AAAAAAAADt8/p9ppoXFc0aw/s72-c/trfr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-7325828446227031932</id><published>2009-10-08T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T08:17:08.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yes/no</title><summary type='text'>Because I'm a fan of her writing and her art, check out this offer from Hazel Dooney. More importantly, though, I think artists need to keep tabs on her pioneering efforts at changing the way we market our work.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/7325828446227031932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/7325828446227031932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2009/10/yesno.html' title='yes/no'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/Ss4BBmy9VWI/AAAAAAAADtE/CP3vlK5FOQM/s72-c/clip_image001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-4372551449638287967</id><published>2009-10-07T16:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T08:17:57.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yesterday and today</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday and today have been two pretty great days. Maybe it's the sale of four drawings all at once, maybe it's hearing from an old and dear friend, maybe it's meeting Tippi, Ellen's new puppy, maybe it's finally getting the all-clear at the x-ray/ mammography clinic or maybe it's even taking my dad boonie bashing in his wheelchair and not losing him down the riverbank! Whatever it is, "Hey, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/4372551449638287967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/4372551449638287967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2009/10/yesterday-and-today.html' title='yesterday and today'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/Ss0gy9iTQEI/AAAAAAAADsk/l5i_meSkTMM/s72-c/tippi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-6258539600083145127</id><published>2009-10-04T12:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T13:34:20.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thinking outside the frame</title><summary type='text'>In February I started painting a 20" x 24" landscape of a winter scene, but got bogged down and couldn't figure out how to finish it. I have been staring at it, then hiding it, then staring at it again for over seven months now. Last week, during my purge/reorg, I pulled it out again and resolved to resolve it. First I threw out two small landscapes that I painted at the same time and hated even </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/6258539600083145127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/6258539600083145127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2009/10/thinking-outside-frame.html' title='thinking outside the frame'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/SskCv0CtfMI/AAAAAAAADrE/Lvxc0XzWgiA/s72-c/deep+cove+mountainside.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-7003151530024705225</id><published>2009-10-03T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T20:26:57.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 tree calendar</title><summary type='text'>So much for good intentions. While setting out to avoid distractions I got distracted, and had hours of fun (OK, hour of fun -- maybe two) putting together a 2010 calendar using Lulu. I already had the raw material -- the Celtic Tree Calendar series I made last year -- so just experimented until I got what I wanted. I decided to go with the less expensive version and only take a wee profit so </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/7003151530024705225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/7003151530024705225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2009/10/2010-tree-calendar.html' title='2010 tree calendar'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/SsgUQDUxUuI/AAAAAAAADp8/1xsYBro4dTo/s72-c/clip_image002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-1351450822375046382</id><published>2009-10-01T19:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T13:24:24.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cancel that</title><summary type='text'>What was I thinking? In an effort at owning up to my forays into self-abasement, I won't delete the last post, but the draw is now a race: first person to comment over at my Small Art blog gets the prints then that post gets deleted. Time to quit seeking distractions and make art instead. My new guide to art and ethics is not WWJD but WWDD? (What Would Dooney Do?) Today, anyway. Tomorrow will </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/1351450822375046382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/1351450822375046382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2009/10/cancel-that.html' title='cancel that'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/SsZhBLxtzBI/AAAAAAAADps/7HDHlfV92Lk/s72-c/oops.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-5289698252063195053</id><published>2009-10-01T13:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T14:17:10.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'>draw</title><summary type='text'>I'm knee deep in administrivia. While purging obsolete files, reorganizing digital folders and sorting through old work I came across three prints I made about two years ago when I first experimented with the digital colouring of pen-and-ink drawings. They're quirky bird cartoons with text that I then used for my experiments in mounting prints on cradled wood panels. It was technically successful</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/5289698252063195053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/5289698252063195053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2009/10/draw.html' title='draw'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/SsUVBLT_fkI/AAAAAAAADpc/agQH4pbqXGM/s72-c/finch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-8218218344718096087</id><published>2009-09-29T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T12:59:12.621-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hill country life</title><summary type='text'>This is the final painting in the Texas Hill Country trio. They are each 25.25" x 37.25" in acrylic on 300gsm Arches Cover cut to 30" x 40". These are the preliminary sketches and here's a slideshow where you can watch this final painting come to life. It was a fun challenge to create these specifically for a designer's site specifications (size, colour palette, imagery), yet based on earlier </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/8218218344718096087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/8218218344718096087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2009/09/hill-country-life.html' title='hill country life'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/SsJfkkNh5qI/AAAAAAAADnU/hh90iLiXzPM/s72-c/hill+country+life+flickr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-8938258425389568177</id><published>2009-09-27T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T18:10:15.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'>art without the artist</title><summary type='text'>Remember the '60s notion of the two-hour workday and the mechanization of all mundane tasks? As an art-making hausfrau, I'm liking the idea of doing the vacuuming while making art at home ... when I'm actually down at the local Starbucks with my latte and Sudoku!Or maybe I could get the local paintball addicts to do it for me?And if you think a bunch of guys with paintball guns re-creating </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/8938258425389568177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/8938258425389568177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2009/09/art-without-artist.html' title='art without the artist'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/SsALuiwwxtI/AAAAAAAADnM/4PiQPtpsG7o/s72-c/rosie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-2969784687361533714</id><published>2009-09-25T11:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T11:08:08.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pattern</title><summary type='text'>I use pattern in my artwork a lot. As a matter of fact, just choosing from all the patterns in my paintings and drawings to make this digital mosaic was too hard, so I chose ones with the same approximate shape: raindrops, deer hoofprints and stylized seashells. More over at Illustration Friday.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/2969784687361533714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/2969784687361533714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2009/09/pattern.html' title='pattern'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/Sr0GsjAZMOI/AAAAAAAADm0/T6wng4EWqGU/s72-c/pattern+mosaic+flickr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-1510352375567856627</id><published>2009-09-20T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T08:41:19.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>piano bar at frogstone grill</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/1510352375567856627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/1510352375567856627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2009/09/piano-bar-at-frogstone-grill.html' title='piano bar at frogstone grill'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/SrZM-JM267I/AAAAAAAADms/AWxBhhtQOdA/s72-c/fg1+flickr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-3350892373500854985</id><published>2009-09-17T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T12:34:57.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>roots in hill country</title><summary type='text'>It's been one of those weeks ~ stressful yet productive. I hung the show at the Frogstone Grill on Monday, spent all day Tuesday at an excellent ADHD workshop at Children's Hospital, then finished this large painting yesterday. I am having to stop myself from further tweaking -- so tempting to just keep working on it! -- but as I am under a deadline I need to be as smart as possible with my time </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/3350892373500854985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/3350892373500854985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2009/09/roots-in-hill-country.html' title='roots in hill country'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/SrKG-2EfbfI/AAAAAAAADmc/9vek36Pq0LQ/s72-c/roots+in+hill+country+flickr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-793693844383129822</id><published>2009-09-13T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T08:31:01.812-07:00</updated><title type='text'>labouring day</title><summary type='text'>Putting in a 12-hour workday on a warm, beautiful Sunday is just plain wrong, but the Texas paintings are coming along and I did this little bitty drawing (4" x 4"), and framed it, as well. Tomorrow I will hang a solo show in the piano lounge of The Frogstone Grill ("Live Music and Artists") in Coquitlam. More on that tomorrow.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/793693844383129822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/793693844383129822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2009/09/labouring-day.html' title='labouring day'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2520/3917528391_5348713e3f_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-4707140300263892390</id><published>2009-09-11T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T08:37:31.918-07:00</updated><title type='text'>art's dinosaur</title><summary type='text'>Drying Dishes, pencil drawingHazel Dooney has written an excellent piece on the decline and fall of the gallery system and why it doesn't work any more. As an artist whose experiences have caused me to become increasingly frustrated with commercial galleries, I really needed to read this. But, rather than dilute it with my own feedback, just go read it.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/4707140300263892390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/4707140300263892390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2009/09/arts-dinosaur.html' title='art&apos;s dinosaur'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/SqptdhZi5iI/AAAAAAAADmM/MaSnNKVTsoE/s72-c/dd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-9125348214583789671</id><published>2009-09-09T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T11:21:37.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oceans revisited</title><summary type='text'>Just a quick and shameless plug before I immerse myself in paint. There are still two drawings (two of my favourites actually) left over from this series and I have just posted them for sale here.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/9125348214583789671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/9125348214583789671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2009/09/oceans-revisited.html' title='oceans revisited'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1121/535020563_c61f5ea4c2_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-7948881734907413997</id><published>2009-09-04T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T19:05:53.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>commitment</title><summary type='text'>Drift, gouache on illustration board, 16" x 20"A couple of days ago, Greg, Coco and I went for a hike (Coco actually flushed out an owl) and finished up at the nearest Starbucks. On my coffee cup was the following quote:&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0               false   false   false      EN-US   X-NONE   X-NONE                                                     </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/7948881734907413997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/7948881734907413997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2009/09/commitment.html' title='commitment'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/SqGsPOxBeYI/AAAAAAAADlY/iLUwOa4TqSo/s72-c/drift+flickr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040064.post-2406608190915376687</id><published>2009-09-02T18:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T18:06:27.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wild hill country</title><summary type='text'>C'est fini!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/2406608190915376687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040064/posts/default/2406608190915376687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2009/09/wild-hill-country.html' title='wild hill country'/><author><name>andrea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/TKigMbuKkzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/iqgXB-brrMc/S220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nvxrb9kjeLc/Sp8WfDBmNEI/AAAAAAAADlQ/B3L983HP5bc/s72-c/whcm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
