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Lilly Wakes; pencil and crayons on Albanene cotton fiber paper, 7x5 inches. This is a pastiche of my own work -- an illo I did for a failed children's book). Hopefully this attempt is less mannered, more muted but still interesting.

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Spent the day being bothered by rain and people. It's been like that all week. At lunch I had to run downtown (in the rain) to pick up a painting rejected by the Kingston Arts Council's Annual Juried Art Salon (the one that did make it was the lesser of the two, I thought ... but then I'm always amazed at what people like). We were told to collect our work between 9 and 12 or 9 and 1, depending on whether you paid attention to the phone message or the website. I went at 11:40 and there was no one there. Eventually I had to go foraging for myself, rescuing my painting from a half-hidden alcove. No sign, no note, nothing to sign out. Professional! A big thanks to the recycling bin though, which gave up its plastic liner so I could protect my painting from the rain. Now I'm sitting at my desk eating cold pizza and warm coke. Life-affirming!

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This summer C was published in an anthology called Writing at the Edge. Recently The Danforth Review did a nice interview with the anthology's editor and publisher, Zsolt Alapi. You can find it here.

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And finally ... my Etsy shop is up and running again. It's going to be a place for drawings and small paintings -- stuff that is easily mailed and framed. I'll even throw in some aggravating correspondence.

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  1. neat work on this piece...

    and sorry to hear they didn't accept your painting...

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  2. Anonymous6:11 pm

    It's good that you have one in the show at the very least.That's too bad it wasn't the one you would have chosen.Anyway, your etsy shop looks great, like the banner very much ! Your right, it's best to keep things at a small scale when trying to sell there, for all of the reasons you gave.I think the portrait is done but, I'll give it a few days before I decide...I'll ship it out at the end of this month.

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  3. Nice work... i think it would make a unique children's book illo as compared to most of the stuff out there. It would pop off the shelf if I were looking.

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  4. a much softer image than the rejected one, but also more artistic with the energetic lines showing.

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  5. Nice drawing. cold pizza and warm coke - food fit for a king, I'd say...

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  6. What a beautiful and wistful drawing.
    Connie

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  7. Anonymous9:26 am

    It is a beautiful and magical image!

    www.indigeneartforms.blogspot.com

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