I'm busy working on a series of new paintings for an exciting event in early October (stay tuned!). But that also means that there probably won't be much new work getting posted here over the next several weeks. I'll be waiting to reveal the paintings until the event gets closer, but there should also be some new paintings popping up in the shop soon -- but we'll just see how it goes. I've been steadily painting as much as possible, and I've shown a few glipses of what I've been working on over on instagram. If anything new gets added to the shop, I'll be sure to post it here.
When I haven't been painting or working I've still found time for a few fun excursions. Last weekend I had a great trip up to Duluth and the North Shore with friends. We hiked, explored Duluth, relaxed by a campfire, stopped at Betty's pies (I had two slices. Hey, it was a long day of hiking -- clearly ordering two pieces of pie is the normal thing to do.) and I was reminded of just how many stars there are up there in the sky. Living in the city is great, but oh, I do miss the stars...
And of course I found an antique shop and bought a new painting for my living room. Trust me, it looks better hanging in my living room and without the gold frame, even if the guy working there didn't see the same charm in it that I did.
"You're buying that? Can't you paint something that looks better than that?"
Well... maybe, but I didn't need to tell him that.
Then yesterday I met my parents in New Ulm for a quick day trip. My dad was there for a meeting, so I explored the antique shops in the area with my mom. I didn't find anything I needed (except for a few display items for future craft fairs -- again, stay tuned!), but we did stumble upon this vacant and decaying old dance hall. Wow. I was instantly enamored, to say the least.
And of course I had to peak inside.
Something tells me some fun was had inside these doors.
What I would have given for a time machine.
Not that I know how to jitterbug.