When Hubby and I were downtown a couple of weeks ago, we took a little detour off Main Street to discover a whole new world of fun things to see. Downtown Tucson has some very cool old buildings, of which I plan to photograph some day when I have more time (and it’s cooler weather).
One of the streets had this tower with a prickly pear cactus planted in the bowl at the top. I added a crosshatch illustration effect just for the fun of it because it had just rained and the street was still wet. I also like what this effect did to the sky.
Have a pleasant weekend. Namaste’
When hubby’s twin sister was here visiting, we decided to go to Tubac AZ. It’s a wonderful artist community where you can find original works of art of all genres and some really great restaurants, too. I love it there and if I was wealthy, I would buy something from every store 🙂 All of the shop owners and artists we met were so nice and helpful with information about their offerings. If you’re ever in southern Arizona and want to spend a lovely day, Tubac is the place to go. Just don’t do it in the summer; way too hot!
The photo is of a horse and his sidekick, complete with sombrero and guitar, that I spied along one of the streets. This particular piece was priced at $3800. Sounds pricey but the work that went into this had to be huge.
I’ll be adding more photos from our visit there as time goes on. Namaste’
Well, here I am again. This time without the pressure of a photo a day … but how long did I last without posting a photo? Only a couple of days!
I’d like you to meet my new muse. In fact, that’s her name – Funky Monkey Muse. I struggled with a name for her and while I was contemplating that, I decided to play with some editing software. And of course this photo became my latest creation. Made me laugh just to do it. I hope it brings you at least a smile, too.
Maybe that’s what this new year should be all about … less struggle, more laughter, more light-heartedness. More of feeling like a kid and being playful. I’ll tip my hat to that.
Keep an eye out for more Funky Monkey Muse adventures. I think she will travel with me. Namaste’
This photo is of a collage of goodies and masterpieces that our granddaughter Annabelle sent us over a period of time. We keep them in an honored spot. Just thought I’d share. I’m one of her biggest fans 🙂 And I miss her sooooooo much! Namaste’
If you were a crayon, what color would you be? Feel free to comment below. As for me, I would be Dandelion.
Today’s photo is because I love crayons. Always have. School supplies are already in the stores and so I bought myself a new box of 24 crayons. I have tons of colored pencils and I use them, too, but there’s nothing like the feel and smell of a new box of crayons. Go buy yourself and box and see what I mean. See if a ton of childhood memories don’t come flooding in when you get a whiff of those wonderful wax sticks. Below are some really cool quotes that I found about crayons. Namaste’
I consider myself a crayon…I might not be your favorite color, but one day you’re going to need me to complete your picture … ~Anonymous
Maybe we should develop a Crayola bomb as our next secret weapon. A happiness weapon. A beauty bomb. And every time a crisis developed, we would launch one. It would explode high in the air – explode softly – and send thousands, millions, of little parachutes into the air. Floating down to earth – boxes of Crayolas. And we wouldn’t go cheap, either – not little boxes of eight. Boxes of sixty-four, with the sharpener built right in. With silver and gold and copper, magenta and peach and lime, amber and umber and all the rest. And people would smile and get a little funny look on their faces and cover the world with imagination. ~Robert Fulghum
Life is about using the whole box of crayons. ~RuPaul
If you want an interesting party sometime, combine cocktails and a fresh box of crayons for everyone. ~Robert Fulghum
And my very favorite …
Lying in bed would be an altogether perfect and supreme experience if only one had a colored pencil long enough to draw on the ceiling. ~G.K. Chesterton