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We held a pig painting class the other day at Moondog Cottage. We allowed everyone to pick any topic they wanted to paint. Out of the 8 attending the class, no one picked a pig. So much for the pig class! We had to shift the class title to simply making a pig mess at your table  -- which is so easy to do when you are flying paint around with a palette knife for the first time.  

You'd be amazed at the freedom we see beginners experience allowing themselves to carve color outside the lines and create fabulous finished products using only a knife.  If you can ice a cake you can paint a picture!

So, feeling sorry for the ham bones that may have had their feelings hurt being bypassed, I slapped one down on the canvas today to celebrate these pudgy pets.  You see, I like to think of these grunters as barnyard art rather than dinner table food.  They are way too cute to eat!

I was once told by a friend of mine that no wardrobe is complete without a pair of black cowboy boots. Well, times sure have changed since the 80's and now most fashion closets are full of the wild west -- in a barrage of colors. I saw a red pair of boots for $1800 on a recent visit to Santa Fe but my common sense told me to hold back the urge to splurge.  So I instead took off for the used boot vendor down the street and (just like Cinderella's ugly step sister) tried to stuff my big size 9 feet into a killer pair of Rocket Dogs.  The number 9 had to have been reversed and was probably really a size 6.  Still I gave it all I had to make these fabulous finds mine.  No such luck.  Now all I have is 2-D art and a memory of my dream boots.

I just returned from a trip to Santa Fe, New Mexico with some fellow artists and friends.  I had no idea there would be that much art there to enjoy.  Over 300 galleries in one small place was simply amazing. Anyway, we all guessed what would be the first thing each of us would paint upon returning.  Mine turned out to be some more of the old relics I love to capture in full color.  These old Coke bottles are stacked in an antique shop along Highway 194 in West Jefferson, NC. Thanks to my good friend, Jay Jennings,  they are now called Two Cents Worth!