Wednesday, December 05, 2007

My friend, Greg, took this photo this summer.





Wednesday, September 26, 2007

Lazar's Wedding

I slipped into New York for 30 hours to be there for my pal's wedding. I'm very proud of him. I thought it was wise of John to separate Jennifer's family from the rest of us. Instead of being assigned to the kids' table we got half a room.

















Monday, July 09, 2007

Kansas City

My sister is the director of legendary gallery Leedy Voulkos Art Center. She curated a massive group show that includes me, my wife, my sister, and my brother as well as STRETCH, Hugh Merrill and a number of other important people to her. My family members came in from Minnesota, Michigan, & Iowa for a quick reunion. Our friend, Kevin Dowd was giving us a special behind the scenes tour of the newly rennovated Nelson Atkins Museum of Art when we ran into former kcai school-mate, Robert Parke Harrison.






Saturday, June 30, 2007

Random summer stuff

We invited the local fire dept to my son's birthday. They let the kids climb all over and in the truck to try on the gas masks, sit in the drivers seat and check out the tools. Hugo got to shoot the water cannon down the street and the kids got naked and ran around in the water. My buddy Daniel who owns an eatery called Bread & Roses hosted a vintage and classic motorcycle rally on fathers day. And my brother and Alex visited so we surprised him with a visit to the Olympic Game Farm in Sequim. You drive around in your car and Buffalo, Yaks, Elks, and Peacocks follow you around and stick their heads in your window (not the peacocks) for bread. I still have Buffalo saliva all over the side of the CRV. We ended up doing a short hike to the Dungeness Spit. There's also a couple images of a recent show of black and white paintings at The Art Mine by Port Townsend painter Newel Hunter.
































Tuesday, May 22, 2007

Port Townsend Riders





On Sunday I rode (through rain all day) with 12 other guys to what is billed as an antique motorcycle show north of Seattle. There were probably 20 vintage or antique bikes on display. Then there were the 8 thousand Harley riders! Actually, I was impressed with everyones riding skills. Considering the rain and the fact that we got lost a couple times, - and there were a lot of us, - there were no accidents, no tickets, no close-calls. All of us were different ages and all represented different kinds of bikes. (sporties, tourers, off-road, including a few Hondas, Triumph, Suzuki, Kawi, BMW, Ducati). Of course, - the only bike that needed servicing was mine (*^&%!) The chain was loose by the time we arrived so it needed tightening and one of my fairing bolts was missing by the end of the day. This means that I won't hear the end of it at Jim's shop (our fearless leader stuffing his face above) where I stop for coffee on the way to work.