Category Archives: Creativity

Best. Project. Ever.

I have been thinking for weeks that I would like to make Jamie a pair of these aliens — which I absolutely loved when I was little — but I wasn’t sure I could figure out how to do it. Come to find out, someone on Craftster has done it.

Looks like I’m going to have to learn the fine art of needle felting this winter. 🙂


Adaptive reuse

So I’m at an antique store in an old service station on Route 66 in Warwick when I notice a very dirty, somewhat rickety Marx Colonial metal dollhouse on a pile of items being liquidated at garage-sale prices.

I’ve been drifting in and out of antique stores for several weeks, hoping to find an interesting shelf, cabinet, crate, or other item to use as a spice rack. After looking at the dollhouse for a minute and trying to think of some legitimate excuse for bringing it home, I decided its spacious rooms made it a prime candidate for adaptive reuse.

All I need are a couple of shelf brackets and some elbow grease, and I’ll have the coolest spice rack in Red Fork.

Not bad for 50 cents. 🙂


What bwings us togevah

I still need to burn a CD, but I’ve gotten Ashlie’s photos sorted and Photoshopped and turned a few of them into a Soundslides show. Click here to see it … or, if your computer chokes on bells and whistles, just scroll down to see a few of my favorite images from the wedding.


I usually try to avoid backlighting, but this shot and the one below were both too striking to pass up.



I broke all kinds of rules today. I almost never shoot portraits from below the subject’s eye level, because they tend to be unflattering, but this is one of those, “Aw, what the heck” shots that I got while I was trying something else, and it wound up working way better than it had any right to.


Ashlie and her mom.


Ashlie and her sister.


Ashlie and Kevin share a tender moment under a pretty breezeway.


I love this cake topper. They also used a beautiful miniature replica of a Marine sword to cut the cake, which has to be one of the ten coolest things I’ve ever seen.

As the reception was winding down, Ashlie’s mom asked if I would like to take home some of the leftovers from the fresh fruit display — a gorgeous thing involving a lot of sugar-coated grapes, chocolate-dipped strawberries, and a waterfall that flowed into a series of hollowed-out pineapples and melons. Here’s another reason I love Oklahoma: Nobody batted an eye when I asked if I could have the melon rinds to feed my chickens, who love cantaloupe more than anything in the world.




One of the most striking things we saw during our trip to New Mexico this weekend was an old Hispanic cemetery on Route 66 near Montoya. Juxtaposed between Route 66 to the north and I-40 to the south, with a clear blue New Mexico sky above them, the graves were adorned with plastic flowers, jar candles emblazoned with pictures of saints, small fences, smooth stones, statues, shrines, and handmade headstones crafted by anonymous artists.

The eclectic assortment of tributes to the departed gave the entire place the feel of a giant retablo.

I’m not generally given to wandering around in cemeteries, but this one was so different from anything I’d ever seen, I couldn’t resist grabbing my camera and letting it find the details for me.

To see what I got, click here.