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Voodoo Donuts

Sunday, August 8th, 2010

Voodoo Donuts, Portland, OR

I think it’s a law that when you visit Portland you have to go to Voodoo Donuts.   Here is the a photo of the front of the line.

The almost there group.

 Here is the middle of the line.

The we're-in-it-for-the-long-haul group.

 And finially, the end of the line.

(For fun, count how many skinny people are in line.  It’s easier than counting the other ones.)

(PS- Even though I am not in this line I am one of the other ones.)

Evil Pastries.

 So we ate at Voodoo Donuts II on the other side of the river.   No line whatsoever.

Floozie donuts.

 Deciding on which tasty whor-ish donut to eat was hard.

Tasty Sin-nuts.

 I know Satan is involved somehow.

Our choices.

 Here is what we got.  I got a tasty cream fill thingy and my Daughter chose the Captain, My Captain donut.

I would like to thank Renate and Emma for their Voodoo Donut recommendation, including the tip on avoiding the lines at the original Voodoo and partaking in the evil at Voodoo Donuts II.

I’m back!

Friday, August 6th, 2010

Cargo, Portland Oregon

     So where do I begin?  Our trip lasted 2 weeks and we spent 2 whole days in Portland.   We started out in the Pearl District.  Lots of nice shops, but our favorites where Powell’s Books and a shop called Cargo.  Let’s face it.  Powell’s has everything book-wise, including rare books. And Cargo is a import shop that is totally filled with fun stuff. 

Cargo, Portland Oregon

      Cargo is easy to spot because of their not-so-subtle exterior.

Cargo, Portland Oregon

 And, their not-so-subtle interior.

Some guy we met in Portland.

 The people there weren’t very subtle either.

Choose a hair cut.

 There is so much inside of Cargo I didn’t know where to begin, especially when taking photo’s.  So I decided to take pictures that would show pretty colors.  Oh…. Pretty beads……Oh, the pretty colors…..

The gang.

 The whole gang turned up.

Minions in a box.

 My favorite item at Cargo’s is the Minions in the box.  Who doesn’t want minions.

Hypnotic gaze.

 Can’t take your eyes aways, can you.  Feel their stare as the little black eyes penetrate your soul.

Stare deeper.

 Good minions…

*PLEASE NOTE*  Minion images where taken by my Daughter.  If I didn’t say this she said she would be very upset.

More trip stuff to come….

I’m heading to Oregon.

Sunday, July 18th, 2010

A Good House by Andrea Zuill

    In a week I’ll be heading to Oregon.  My Daughter and I will drive as fast as we can up to Portland then leisurely make our way down the coast.  We’re very interested in finding cool craft, art and farming places to visit.   So I am asking you, my ass- kicking readers, do you have any tips for our Oregon trip? 

  Please remember that I am a artist and I am poor.  I am not looking for anything 4 star.  The descriptive words humble, homey, crafty, and hole-in-the-wall best fits the type of places we are looking for.  I also might bring some of my prints so if there is anything that can be traded for art that would be excellent.  Oh, and  I also can do a small quilting class.

Thanks!

Giant Burro Termites in Oatman, AZ!

Sunday, May 30th, 2010

Route 66 between Kingman and Oatman, AZ

I have just returned from a trip to, and into,  the Grand Canyon in Arizona.  You all know that I do this trip once or twice a year and post photo’s of the hike down to the Phantom Ranch. So,  in effort to not bore you to much I have instead posted photo’s of Route 66, between Kingman and Oatman, Arizona.

Route 66, between Kingman & Oatman, AZ

 I took all of my photo’s while riding in our car.  This image lets you see how winding  Route 66 can be.

 
Between Kingman and Oatman there are the remnants of gold mining  activity which took place in the 1800’s.  The  mining town of  Oatman is a very complete “ghost town”.   Artists, craft people, restaurants and gift stores now inhabit this very rustic REAL old west town.

Oatman, AZ and Giant Burro Termite

 Beside ghosts, there are other inhabitants which infest Oatman, Gigantis Equus Mulus Isoptera .  Better known as the dreaded Giant Burro Termite.

Oatman, AZ and Giant Burro Termites

 The highly effective camouflage of the Giant Burro Termite lets it travel through out the town without the slightest notice of the residents or tourist.

 

Termite Damage

The Giant Burro Termite is a dry wood termite.  Once you recognise the signs you can see that in fact the whole town is infested by quite a large swarm.  The picture above illustrates how the damage can occur right in the open, in sight of visitors and residents alike.

 It makes me wonder if the owner of this establishment knows the damage  these wood eating beasties are inflicting on their building?  Is there even enough orange oil is the world that could stop the greedy munching?

A Desert Drive. The Mammoths have returned.

Saturday, April 10th, 2010

                  Sculpture by Ricardo Breceda

( Please Click on the images to get a larger view)

     Today my Husband and I took a drive to the Desert.  T he Flowers are blooming now, but what caught our eye where some large sculptures that had been plopped down in the middle of this stark landscape.   These sculptures are in  Borrego Springs, CA.  I was able to check them out on the internet and  found that they where made by an artist named Ricardo Breceda.  The sculptures are spread out in a area called Galleta Meadow Estates , http://www.galletameadows.com/ .

      Our dog found these creatures to be very suspicious.   He likes to growl at larges animals from the safety of our car.  Cows, horses, deer and turkeys don’t have a clue to the rage that is lurking in our car as we drive by.  As we drove down the dirt road to get a close up of the sculptures we heard a  subtle growl and  mild phoofing (phoofing is like barking, but softer and starts with a “F” sound) coming from the back seat.  Once parked, I told my furry son he could get out of the car.  He immediately ran over to the smallest mammoth with hackles up and in full phoofing mode.  You can see in the image above that my boy is trying to smell the butt of this animal.

Sculpture by Ricardo Breceda

  Our boy continued to circle this horrible beast until he was satisfied that the Mammoth wasn’t carrying a knife or gun.

Sculpture by Ricardo Breceda

If your scared, you can always dig.  This is the basic principle our dog lives by.  And, just so you know, we don’t have any holes in our yard.  He saves his digging for exploration time and please don’t let that creepy animal eat me time.

                Sculpture by Ricardo Breceda

Sculpture by Ricardo Breceda

 This view helps to demonstrate the odd sight  we found in the desert.

There are many more sculptures located at Galleta Meadows Estate.  It’s great to see them at their website,  http://www.galletameadows.com/ ,  but  photo’s can’t convey the feelings of seeing these animals up close.

Tile Quilt Revival: Reinventing a Forgotten Form

Wednesday, February 24th, 2010

 On my trip to Texas I was able to spend some little time exploring the town of Las Cruce, NM.  I stopped by a cool quilt shop called Organ Mountain Quilt Shop.  I bought a bunch of fabric and a book called,  Tile Quilt Revival: Reinventing a Forgotten Form, by Carol Gilham Jones and Bobbi Finley.  The beautiful quilt on the cover is what caught my eye.  

   Tile Quilt Revival book gives a nice history of this rare type of quilt.  The instructions on how to create your own tile quilt is very clear and quite easy.  And, to my extreme excitement, this quilt is best done by hand!  EEEEEkkkkkk!

So, to sum up this book,  wonderful and easy techique,  interesting history, beautiful patterns included, hand work prefered. 

 

Trip to Texas, part I

Monday, February 22nd, 2010

  I just got back from my art show in Marfa, TX.  When my Husband and I take this trip we try to stop by our friend’s house in Silver City, NM.

 

   We had car trouble just outside of Tucson, AZ.  Our alternator died.  Praise Jeebus for Pep Boys.  They have rescued us more than  once. 

 

   We arrived in Silver City the next day.  Silver City is a very historic town. 

 

   We stayed with Cecilia.  She’s a good friend and artist.

 

  We met a few of her friends.

 

  Silver City is a blend of old Mexican families, White ranchers,  Artists and has a large gay and lesbian community.  Silver City has it’s own unique flavor and customs.

 

*Silver City is known for flooding mainly during monsoon season.  The downtown is especially prone to flash floods.

 

  Silver City is also know for their mining.

*Actual historic photo of The Ditch after a flood in downtown Silver City, NM.

Hart’s Fabric, best fabric store ever!

Monday, February 1st, 2010

   I love Santa Cruz, CA.  There is so much about that town that I  like.  I love Logo’s used book store.  I love Harbor Cafe.  I love all the old houses and the extra funky people.  But, what I love most, and what I save up most of my craft money for, is Hart’s Fabrics.

 The first time I went to Hart’s, I told my husband, “Look, this is going to get ugly.  Money, and I mean lots of it, is going to be spent today.  I just wanted to prepare you.” Being that my Husband is very understanding, and he has his own issues with buying computer books, he said he’d just sit in the car, read a computer book and let me have at it. 

  I get totally overwhelmed by  Hart’s  huge selection.  Here are a couple tricks I use to decide which fabric to purchase for my stash.  I visually pass over all of the fabric about 3 times.  I try not to think too hard.  I just let it soak in.  By the 3 pass certain fabrics start calling to me.  That’s when I start pulling the fabic bolts and setting them aside.  

Another trick I do to supply my stash is to pick out a rainbow’s worth of fabric. By this I mean I make sure to pick out fabric in red, orange, yellow, green, blue, etc…  And, don’t forget black, grey, white, salmon, purple,,,,,  You get the idea.  If I didn’t aim for a rainbows worth I’d come home with nothing but pink fabric.

  These two fine ladies helped me out.  I had a big mound of fabric which took them quite a while to get through. They where very cheerful at their task.  And before long I was out the door with my huge bag, wondering if maybe I should have gotten more teal fabric.

Here is Hart’s info:

Hart’s Fabric, 1620 Seabright Ave., Santa Cruz, CA,

831-423-5434

Website: http://www.hartsfabric.com/index.html

Blog: http://blogs.hartsfabric.com/