A True Flapper

My grandmother was the archetypal 1920's flapper. Born in 1903, she was at just that age when the 20's came roaring in. Ardently sought after by men, she was a dark-haired, mysterious beauty with finger curls and loads of style. Maybe a little wild (or, at least, what might have been considered wild for the time.)



By the time I knew her she was a quiet, gentle lady who wore Endora-from-Bewitched-style caftans with huge, chunky costume jewelry. She and my uncle, Jim, would throw lavish parties that would pack the house and everybody who was anybody was in attendance. She enjoyed those parties but, more than anything, else she loved to read. Not surprisingly, F. Scott Fitzgerald was her favorite author. My oldest brother was even named for him and he was always her pet. I didn't get to know her for very long. She died when I was just five years old, but I've never forgotten her style or her understated brand of elegance or her gentility. To this day, she still influences me.

It's Giveaway Time!

To show my appreciation to all the fantastic fans of SFCount Designs on Facebook, I'm offering the chance to win my Folk Art Flowers iPad case! (This case is for the original iPad - not the iPad 2) It has never been used, although it was on display at the Sundance Film Festival gift lounge earlier this year.


To enter, just leave a comment (including your name) on this post between now and July 19th. You can also comment on my Facebook page on the discussion board under the "iPad Case" topic for another chance. Each entry will be given a number. At the end of the entry time, I will generate the winning number through http://www.random.org/ and announce the winner on my page.

Once again, thanks so much for your support and good luck!

Fishing Buddies

For two mornings in a row, I was outside on my porch when a man went by in a Jeep with a rusty, old canoe strapped to the top and his big, black Lab in the passenger seat. I couldn't help but be inspired by the sight and a little envious of the nice, peaceful time they were going to have.

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My mother lived in a rural area on a very large plot of land and few close neighbors. You could frequently hear Eastern Towhees scratching in the line of pine trees at the edge of her property and saying "tweet". (Although the experts say their call is "to-wheee", to me it sounds more like they are succinctly pronouncing the word "tweet" - "tuh-wee-t". I've always thought that was just so cute.) After my mother passed away five years ago, we moved into town and I never saw or heard those sweet little birds anymore. A couple of days ago, being such a beautiful spring day, I had the windows wide open to let the warm breezes in and lo and behold what do I hear? "Tweet!" I immediately got up and started trying to locate where the sound was coming from, but never could. The next day I heard that same call and heard the familiar scratching along the treeline at the back of our property. There he was! At that moment, I knew I had to paint him. Welcome to our home, little Towhee.

Kate and Calla Lilies

Ah, Katherine Hepburn. Whenever I see calla lilies I think of her. I've seen many interviews with her in which she flatly denied ever saying "the calla lilies are in bloom again". Not only did she say it, but she said it in one of her most stunning performances as Terry Randall in Stage Door. She's nothing less than jaw-dropping in that role. I'm not sure why she was so adamant about having not said it. Maybe she wanted to distance herself from all the camp impersonations of her using that very same line. Whatever her reasons, they were her reasons and that makes them just fine with me. Here's to you brilliant, wonderful Kate.

A Scary Moment

Once when I was a child, my mother got a call that my oldest brother had been in an accident. The accident had happened just a couple of blocks away from our house and my mother didn't drive, so she rushed down there on foot. Of course, being as young as I was she couldn't leave me home alone, so she took me by the hand and off we went. In my memory of this, I can almost see my feet coming off the ground as we hurried to find out how my brother was. That memory was the inspiration for this mixed media design.By the way, my brother 's leg was broken and he had a few other scrapes and bruises, but no permanent damage. In fact, today he's a marathon runner. :-)