A Perfect President's Day
Today was MY day to cater to myself, and shut out the world, except when I wanted to be part of it.
I joined Twitter, though I am not sure what the point of it all is quite yet. What I have discovered is that places like Twitter, Facebook, and yes, probably even Blogger, have the rights to anything you publish on their sites.
Yep, you read it right. I have to do more research and see if any of these sites have ever USED any one's writing or images, but it makes you realize how as artists we need to read all the fine print. So any art images from now on will be at low resolutions, and probably watermarked, so that they won't WANT my images. It makes the viewing less lovely for my readers, who I am sure are all honest people, but I don't want blogger stealing my artwork! I am not going to bother doing all of that for my photos, and I will keep writing, but it makes you realize how vulnerable we are to having our art taken without compensation.
I spent much time working in the studio, making cards, but also finishing up some art pieces left incomplete, one of which I posted here. It is a crummy shot, as I was having problems with glare and focus, but since it is for here, I really don't care all that much. And, since I got another delivery of gas for the studio today from a delightful delivery man I must add, the piece is indeed for sale!
I fit in a 45 minute workout on the elliptical at the gym, and after a hot shower went back to the studio. I met Annie/Loel at one of our favorite places for Thai food in our little city, the Kings Wok, which also makes Chinese AND Japanese, and all are equally good!
And here it is, almost the end of the day. It is quiet as Larry has had to work all day and into the evening. I will preheat the bed, and watch some TV or read. I am sitting here breathing the fragrance of the Stargazer Lilies that Larry gave me for V.D. along with my truffles, raspberry liquor, and silver bracelet. He is out of control and thinks he is King Midas. But I do enjoy them, and feel so decadent surround by such goodies, and count myself lucky to have a man who loves to shower me with gifts.
I am contemplating what to give up so that we have money in our budget to get a stem or two of lilies every week, as they are not only beautiful, but their heady spicy aroma fills the downstairs of my house, and even the most terrible of cat poop smells which occasionally emanate from the back bathroom are scarcely noticed.
Patti O Fragrance