June 15, 2012
Haven't quite finished this commissioned piece, but close. Spent last night putting guidelines on this latest work. It should be a lot of fun. But still have preliminary work to do on it before I start. So I have two paintings at the starting line. The light isn't great today. Have a late lunch date. My plan is to paint all day tomorrow.
So here is a funny tidbit from the Democrat Gazette today in the "Other Days" column: The recent "Jack the Shooter" crimes have scared the citizens of Little Rock to the extent that nearly every home is a fort, and the city at large greatly resembles an armed camp. This fact was deeply impressed upon the mind of R. W. Keith of 309 Broadway early yesterday morning, when Mr. Keith paid a call at 2:30 a.m. to the home of W. W. Dunn, 322 Broadway, to remonstrate about the barking of Mr. Dunn's dog "Babe," which he said kept him awake. The ultimate result of Mr. Keith's visit was a din of musketry, the like of which has not been heard in Little Rock since the Civil War. Amid a hail of bullets, Mr. Keith retreated to his home - one might almost say precipitately - and last night "Babe" was perfectly free to bark his head off so far as any remonstrances from Mr. Keith were concerned. 100 years ago, June 15, 1912.
Whatever happened to beautiful language? And copy editors?
"Life has meaning only if one barters it day by day for something other than itself." - Antoine De Saint Exupery
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