My Hot, Tired Feet Were Happy to Have Such a Nice Place to Rest

We're All Incognito

The Bus Was Very Crowded

"My God, What's That??!"

Revisiting the Hall of My Most Colorful Ancestors

Back to the Model in Color

Looks like after two days uploading might be possible again - at least I think I got one picture loaded... wish blogger would give us better status reports when these problems occur!

Frankenjulia

It's been raining for so long, my eyes had trouble adjusting to bright early morning sunlight.

I Work Downtown

From the fourth floor kitchen, the setting sun could still be seen, lighting the skyscrapers Down below, a steady march of people headed for BART (the subway/metro) in complete shadow. Back to work for me.

Hot Beverage for a Cold Week (Tuesday, Final)

I've Got My Helmet On

As the Bob's said, 'I've got my helmet on, nothing can do me wrong.' I'm also wearing my red union suit which is part wool. Have I mentioned that it's been cold and dank here lately? On the left is a rendition of Sun Dances with Monstera and Me and on the right is Phideaux. It would be cool if I'd made this picture an image map so you click on each painting on the wall to get to an image of the real painting, but I didn't.

Neutral Tones

There's not alot of vibrant color at the office. But actually, it's pretty hard/interesting mixing all those neutral tans and taupes and greys and also hard/not interesting to get them to scan in and display correctly.

Postcards From SE Asia: High Tea at the Bangkok Four Seasons Hotel

Dottie and I toasted the new year early and then retired to our hotel room to pack (and draw) and sleep. This is the fabulous Four Seasons Hotel ceiling and me, reflected in our tea tray. Today is Monday. In the Buddhism practiced here, yellow is the color of Mondays. Also, the king was born on a Monday. So like many Thai people, today I am wearing my yellow shirt to honor the king. Tomorrow early I head back home.

Postcards from SE Asia: At Wat (Phra That) Mae Yen Outside Pai

I decided to help guard the temple. :) I think this may be my favorite drawing so far from the trip. One of the great things I've learned doing this - and it seems really stupid to say when I've been making and showing art my entire adult life - still, one of the important things I've finally settled with myself on this trip is that I can draw. Whatever I want to draw. In whatever circumstances - on the hotel room floor at night, peering at the little screen on my digital camera. Whatever it takes. All I have to do, is do it.

Postcards From SE Asia: Reclining Buddha at Wat Pho in Bangkok

46 meters long and 15 meters high, and, yes, gold-plated. (That's approx 140 feet long and 45 feet high). The life of buddha was illustrated on the bottoms of his feet. This wat is also known for it's massage school so Dottie had a full-body massage and I had a foot-massage.

Postcards From SE Asia: Somewhere Over the Pacific

Somewhere over the Pacific, Janus-headed Julia starts to turn from home to adventure.

Happy Thanksgiving!

She Thinks Too Much

Many Me's

Tomorrow, I'm Flying to Boston

To see the twins. I'll still be drawing every day but I may not post until I get back early next week.

Rain Dance!

Hmmm... can this have worked? I made this this morning after several sunny days - and now it's raining!

Still Not a Disco (Final Version)

I adore light. And color. As if that wasn't perfectly clear.

And Happy Birthday to my father - he's wherever it is people go when they're no longer here with us. He gave me my first camera, and thus my first tool for capturing ever-changing, fleeting, world-defining light. Thanks, Dad!

These Pipes Were Near IKEA

I Think It's Level...

Thank you to Noel, Guy, Melissa, Bob & Matthew for making this the easiest large painting instal- lation ever!

This Weekend, I'm Hanging a Show

It's a show of my paintings of dogs, at Pride and Pedigree in Oakland.

If Life Gives You Lemon-Colored Paper, Make a Collage

I was Dwarfed by the Emporium-Capwell Dome

In the Palm Jungle at Ritual Gardens

Sometimes, when you draw with a knife, you end up with two drawings instead of one. Technically these are at Ritual Cafe at Flora Grubb Gardens, where we have enjoyed excellent coffee and purchased a few exquisite plants.

Was it a Bus Stop?

Heroically Posed with the Bicycle Delivery Cart

You may wonder, why did she do that checker-board thing? Well, really, for the same old reason - I wanted to see what it would look like.

Home with a Cold, in a Sea of Stripes (Final)

I had a misguided idea that after doing this I'd be able to 'simply' layer color washes over it for full color, but after some failed exper-imentation on the side, I have decided to leave quite well enough alone.

Friday's Alexander Technique Exchange

Last Friday's Alexander Technique exchange included students and recent graduates from all three Bay Area Alexander Technique Teacher Training Schools: The Alexander Educational Center, The Northern California Center for the Alexander Technique and The Bay Area Center for the Alexander Technique. We all enjoyed working together and look forward to doing it some more!

Rush Hour Had Started (2)

The first one was closer to what the camera saw, this one is closer to what I saw. However, I cannot explain my definite resem- blence here to Michael Jackson.

Dang, That Hurt! (It Wasn't Godzilla - I Cut Myself with an Exacto Knife)

It Was Godzilla.. But I Was Not Afraid!

Why, yes, I do have a very active fantasy life...

We Went for a walk at Fort Mason