I can tell by the amount of cellulite that has accumulated on my tuchus that we are in the depths of winter. (“Winter,” haha, right . . . Philadelphian winters are for pansies, compared to what I endured six months of the year in my native MinneSNOWta.)
Newly-acquired cellulite aside, I would like to take this opportunity to share the following recent works, plus two squabbling parakeets.
This little beauty is a tree outside of our building, as it appeared last Saturday following our first “real” snow of the season. (The snow has long since melted, but the image remains.)
This untitled piece (acrylic and glitter paint on canvas) was created as a gift for my four-year-old niece, who — like so many her age — aspires to be a princess.
Baby Girl appeared displeased with the densely-packed snow. (She got over it. Good dog.)
This photograph was taken outside a Manayunk storefront.
The Manayunk Canal Towpath on a mild, sunny afternoon in mid-January.
I like the way the shadows played on Baby Girl’s back and on the boardwalk.
If someone gave me a nickel every time I encountered an oversized pretzel sculpture . . . I’d have a nickel. Thank you, Philadelphia, for this once-in-a-lifetime experience.
A colorful jogger passes an even-more-colorful mural along the Manayunk Canal Towpath.
This acrylic painting, titled Lady Madonna and Child, was inspired by a stained glass window.
I couldn’t resist. She’s just such a sweetie (and photogenic, to boot).
I don’t know how many of you out there are superstitious, but if you look closely you’ll find a golden orb in this image of St. John the Baptist Roman Catholic church in Manayunk.
And, last but not least, our two squabbling parakeet friends. Precious.