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For those of you who might appreciate a little pre-click information, here's the short story: I'll get $1,000 if I win this 10-day contest. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE! It would kind of make up for the dude who flaked out on buying one of my paintings last week, which I mentioned in the sad-sack final paragraphs of my latest post.
Here's the long story: the curators at Imagekind (the company that produces my prints) liked Glass Gems 3 enough to select it for a contest, and I'm up against 99 other artists. Imagekind has launched a website called SocialGoods where the very act of visiting and browsing art will direct ad revenue to non-profits. A portion of Imagekind's earnings from any art sold will be directed to those non-profits, too. Revenue from the contest I'm in will go to Kosair, a children's charity.
Basically, they want as many eyes as they can get on SocialGoods by using the artists' social networking skills. I'm excited to be part of it! I have a fabulous group of people who read this blog, like my Facebook art page, and follow me on Twitter. It's just a couple of clicks, I swear, and if you spread the word to your friends, well, my heart would explode with pure joy.
And now, some news. Most importantly, my pal Mabel has a brand new baby sister named Lucinda! Congratulations to Melinda and Kate. Lucy looks so much like Mabel. They are officially the coolest family in America. The photos I've seen on Facebook this week are bone-crushingly adorable.
Secondly, I broke down and put links to ALL of my recipes on Pinterest (except for a couple of duds), so now you can see them all in one place. It's about time I did this! Recipes are here.
No need to thank me. No, wait, YOU TOTALLY CAN!
I'm in the process of framing Ruby Liberty Dragonfly. The gold-coppery frame came in four pieces--assembly very much required, plus wood glue was involved, arrgh--and Jeff and I put it together in our guest bedroom slash cardboard box storage area. It is the one cat hair-free zone in the house. Sorry the photo is so lousy; the light in there ranges from blinding to jet black with nothing in between.
And now, some breaking Bun news.
Can you find her up there? I continue to take Bun out on supervised walkabouts, even though it's getting colder and the sun disappears behind the house before 3:30 now. Lately Bun's been curious about the koi pond, including the blue ceramic filter.
The other day she boldly hopped on top of it and stood there, her head on a swivel, for about 30 seconds.
And then she decided she had better things to do.
Such as mole hunting!
On Friday she noticed something scurrying in the variety pack of plants growing near our deck. Jeff and I watched in awe as she did a straight-leg pounce, kind of like this fox is doing.
Except Bun didn't slip or flop around. We heard a squeak, followed by a rustle, and Bun pounced a second time. We were worried that she might be after a chipmunk, but it seemed smaller, like a mouse. It hid under our walkway, but Bun was able to poke it a couple of times before pulling its limp body out. "It's a mole," Jeff said as Bun, mole-in-mouth, strutted to the patio. She tossed the mole in the air and pounced on it a few more times before becoming disenchanted. Jeff performed coroner duties.
It all happened so quickly! Later on a smug Bun took a sweet little nap next to me on the couch.
Ladies and gentlemen, behold the mighty predator that saved her house and family from a vicious mole invasion!
Bun was an inside-outside cat during the first year of her life, and she was quite a hunter. I remember rescuing a robin from her clutches (the head was in her mouth, and its wings were flopping against her face). She also managed to somehow bring down a bat and terrorize a cicada. All of these creatures were presented to me as gifts. After I moved to Urbana, she had to become an exclusively-inside cat, and while many small animals cheered this development, I hated to restrict Bun when she clearly loved simply being a cat.
R.I.P., Mr. Mole. Sorry about that.