What I Did at Work Yesterday
Someone donated a box of small turnips to the thrift store. Their roots look like mouse tails, and some of them had eye-like holes.
Big Boss was gone for the afternoon, so...
We have a Turnip of Gloucester!
Someone donated a box of small turnips to the thrift store. Their roots look like mouse tails, and some of them had eye-like holes.
Big Boss was gone for the afternoon, so...
We have a Turnip of Gloucester!
I've now made three versions of the Tailor mouse and really, it is sweet but not very interesting. You have to read the book. (And there's a difference between art and illustration.)
A turnip is not normally counted a toy, but in this case... In it goes, to #Toys Recreate Paintings.
The ears are rubber-coated baby spoons.
Ass't Man volunteered to make eyeglasses out of a paper clip. He's been a pal lately.
I also framed this donated poster of the First Amendment, made by the Minnesota Newspaper Museum--open only during the run of the State Fair in St. Paul, MN, (late August through Labor Day).
I could only find a cheap plastic frame, but any frame is better than putting it out rolled up.
I could only find a cheap plastic frame, but any frame is better than putting it out rolled up.
I kind of want the poster for myself--or for it to stay in BOOK's forever. I could make it NFS--or just raise the price a lot, from the current $5.99 to 15.99. It'd stay longer that way. Though you never know--sometimes people snatch up things I like, even at high prices.
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Speaking of snatching---I read that turnips are called "snadgers" in northern England--and "neeps" in Scotland. Can anyone confirm that?
I heard that when I was painting four Vegetables & Spaceships Flash Cards in 2013 (all four, here).
This is the turnip one:
This set of watercolors (gouache) is one of the best things I've ever made--or, anyway, I love it almost best.
I sent the set to Krista years ago, for her kitchen.
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Before Big Boss left yesterday, I'd asked him which cake he wanted me to make for his birthday.
Without hesitation he said yellow cake with chocolate frosting.
I might have chosen the same, rather plain cake. I don't like cake that is too goopy or candy-like. (I don't mind that he chose the cheapest one, either--though I'd certainly have spent the money with no complaint if he'd chosen the Black Forest.)
"What shape should it be?" I asked.
"Round."
That is correct. Proper birthday cakes are round, with a layer of frosting in the center.
P.S. We put the box of turnips on the bench in the exit hallway, where free stuff goes. No takers so far.
