WAYNE THIEBUAD

saturday march 29th marty, simon, his girlfriend cami and i went to the Wayne Thiebaud exhibit at the springville art museum.

the most exciting part was that Wayne was there to give a lecture on his work. he is 89 years old and fit as a fiddle. his mind was very sharp. he seemed so normal, which isn't really a surprise but more a relief. He was dressed in a navy suit, with a sweater vest and a bow tie, silver hair and glasses. the art director from BYU facilitated the interview, which was mostly questions from the audience. Wayne answered every question, with equal importance to all of the them. although i think he was more interested in hanging out with his family who were all there to support him. he was very humble in talking about his work and very passionate when talking about the painting process. you see Wayne Thiebaud is a super star in the art world. he is up there with Diebenkorn, Jasper Johns, Rausenburg, Andy Warhol (in my opinion) his paintings probably sell for $100,000 plus. yet he still chose to teach at the sacramento city college.

i remember when i was younger looking through marty's art books. wayne's cakes and pastries, ice cream cones, gum ball machines, always stuck out to me. i think i was drawn to his work then as i am now because his paintings are simply paintings. there is no political statement, there is no shocking in your face drama, there is no abstracting the human form to the point of a solid red square. his paintings are about color and common objects. he uses broad brush strokes and thick paint to create vibrant, luscious color. they are just beautiful. but i never thought in a million years i would be able to see him and hear him talk about his work. especially in springville utah! i feel so lucky to have heard from one of the great ones. he was truly inspiring.

babysitting jacob

tonight was the fist real babysitting i've done for my nephew jacob. i say real babysitting because i actually did something besides just watch him sleep.

when liz brought him over he played on the kitchen floor sucking on his toys. he entertained himself by making motorboat noises. then i fed him his bottle which he went after like he hadn't eaten for days. as he was eating he put himself to sleep which lasted about 15 minutes. then it was off to the bath tub which he loved. i think he's going to take after his aunt and become an all american swimmer. by the time i got him out of the tub and into his pj's liz was back. it was pretty easy, i got lucky this time. he got to ear infections about three days ago so i was expecting him to be a little grumpy.

it was fun watching him figure out the new place he was in. he is 8 months now and he can stand up when he holds on to your fingers and he scoots forward on his butt. he is such a happy kid! it was so fun hanging out with him!

here are some pictures of our night

set up a blog then ditch

well since i started my blog it's been 15 days. i just counted, it seems like two months ago, i feel a little better. anyway i've been having mini panic attacks all day. deep yoga breath in........hold.. and out......the yoga breaths aren't working!!

my life really isn't that bad right now but it feels that way, so hopefully by writing it down and getting it out will help.

my mom (aka norm) is the queen of lists and she taught me well in the art of list making, i can see her now looking down at her light tan franklin covey day planer....
grocery store... slash
clean the car....slash
visiting teaching...slash oh, it feels good to cross things off my list then i don't have to worry about them anymore. then she looks up with a sigh of relief and smile.

the problem with my list is that there is no slashing. you know when you have so much to do you don't do anything at all. well i do anyway, i go to a happy place where the food network lives on channel 40. i fall into the little worlds of iron chef, ace of cakes, giada, rachael ray's 30 minute meals, dinners, dives, and drive ins. oh i love it, until i look at my watch two hours later, and feel an enormous amount of guilt and defeat. my list beat me today. i don't get to slash through any items that have been hanging around my calendar for weeks! dammit!! i'm stronger than that! oh but somehow that pesky little list keeps taunting me. nah nah nah, you can't get me!

well well, little list i can! i came from behind and because i am writing this all down so i can slash though one item on my list.

make a blog post!


THE LIST

- go running (i'm trying to train for the slc marathon april 19th)
- clean car (i haven't cleaned it since the fall)
-go grocery shopping (that is a list in it's self)
-resolve 5 paintings and start 4 others (critique day starts april 14th)
-make a 6ft by 4ft collage for rick by march 24th
-make a picture book for my parents of our wedding
-clean out downstairs bedroom (it has turn into a dumping ground)
-clean the house

this is my personal list, i have a long work list that i don't want to bore you with. and really i feel that my work list is the one that is getting the the way of personal list.

maybe this is helping because when i read through it, and take a deep yoga breath in...... i feel better.