tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-334125292024-03-13T04:35:25.090-07:00BOB FOSTERBob Fosterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02862976271114958923noreply@blogger.comBlogger109125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33412529.post-55071863171045094602010-12-24T12:36:00.000-08:002010-12-24T12:56:42.747-08:00Christmas Card 2010<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TRUFiZPnihI/AAAAAAAAAvk/njRYpuiH6bw/s1600/HAPPY%2BCHRISTMAS.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TRUFiZPnihI/AAAAAAAAAvk/njRYpuiH6bw/s400/HAPPY%2BCHRISTMAS.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554351803881458194" /></a><br />This is the result of running out of time and scrapping the Christmas card I was working on. I was writing a rhyme-y thing I called Rudolph the Redneck Reindeer, but it wound up going in a direction not suitable for Christmas. By the time I realized that I wanted to do something closer to the spirit of Christmas it was too late to do anything complex. So I experimented with Photoshop, found three suitable vintage postcards from 1921, and came up with the image above. The white space was left for a personal message. Below are the three cards as they originally appeared. Some people thought I had done the artwork for this. Thanks, but I didn't. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TRUFiOUE3fI/AAAAAAAAAvc/wypInh1BGTo/s1600/PCSXmasCard10008.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 305px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TRUFiOUE3fI/AAAAAAAAAvc/wypInh1BGTo/s400/PCSXmasCard10008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554351800947367410" /></a><br /><br />Merry Christmas, everyone, and a Happy New Year.Bob Fosterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02862976271114958923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33412529.post-69183062819270464462010-12-14T22:48:00.001-08:002010-12-14T22:52:01.773-08:00Christmas Card 2009Click anywhere on the image to make it larger.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TQhk_sa4OcI/AAAAAAAAAu8/C6db74Kw7UM/s1600/TWAS.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 216px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TQhk_sa4OcI/AAAAAAAAAu8/C6db74Kw7UM/s400/TWAS.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550797586152569282" /></a>Bob Fosterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02862976271114958923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33412529.post-23731807131978581052010-12-14T22:39:00.000-08:002010-12-14T22:47:22.695-08:00Christmas Card 2008<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TQhjLUG1pSI/AAAAAAAAAu0/SUXMIeuAmas/s1600/XMAS45001.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 206px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TQhjLUG1pSI/AAAAAAAAAu0/SUXMIeuAmas/s400/XMAS45001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550795586761237794" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TQhjK78I4SI/AAAAAAAAAus/qowrz2S7y8k/s1600/TEXT%2BAA.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 350px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TQhjK78I4SI/AAAAAAAAAus/qowrz2S7y8k/s400/TEXT%2BAA.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550795580273910050" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TQhjKuls8pI/AAAAAAAAAuk/LW8ORNR3uG8/s1600/TEXT%2BBB.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 350px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TQhjKuls8pI/AAAAAAAAAuk/LW8ORNR3uG8/s400/TEXT%2BBB.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550795576690143890" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TQhejGjAP5I/AAAAAAAAAuM/SakJ72Aj_7E/s1600/TEXT%2BB.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 350px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TQhejGjAP5I/AAAAAAAAAuM/SakJ72Aj_7E/s400/TEXT%2BB.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550790497879998354" /></a>Bob Fosterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02862976271114958923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33412529.post-2951210206169301592010-12-12T00:50:00.000-08:002010-12-12T00:55:15.632-08:00Christmas Card 2005<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TQSNJKaxMfI/AAAAAAAAAts/GzShD3ykKQk/s1600/October%2BMall.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 169px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TQSNJKaxMfI/AAAAAAAAAts/GzShD3ykKQk/s400/October%2BMall.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549715829382263282" /></a>Bob Fosterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02862976271114958923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33412529.post-80909782787042596342010-12-10T22:01:00.000-08:002010-12-10T22:05:51.419-08:00Christmas Card 1980<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TQMUZ36dvEI/AAAAAAAAAtk/QZRz0OkWMso/s1600/Catalogs%2B1980.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 376px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TQMUZ36dvEI/AAAAAAAAAtk/QZRz0OkWMso/s400/Catalogs%2B1980.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549301600589036610" /></a><br />Oh, great. I found another Christmas card hiding in another pile of paper. I'm glad I'm finding them and can now put them in a binder so I'll know where they are next time. But I wish I'd been able to post these in chronological order.Bob Fosterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02862976271114958923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33412529.post-24430277733919834452010-12-10T15:40:00.000-08:002010-12-10T15:44:50.666-08:00Christmas Card 1985<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TQK7L5q6ISI/AAAAAAAAAtc/ABhZld9dNy4/s1600/XMAS%2B85001.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 312px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TQK7L5q6ISI/AAAAAAAAAtc/ABhZld9dNy4/s400/XMAS%2B85001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549203504007618850" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TQK7LVtHDAI/AAAAAAAAAtU/H9tHacRGv2k/s1600/XMAS%2B85002.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 312px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TQK7LVtHDAI/AAAAAAAAAtU/H9tHacRGv2k/s400/XMAS%2B85002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549203494353177602" /></a><br />This one's out of order because I just found it buried under a pile of paper.Bob Fosterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02862976271114958923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33412529.post-14853589508449181942010-12-10T11:13:00.001-08:002010-12-10T11:15:24.461-08:00Christmas 2002<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TQJ8JKN8zqI/AAAAAAAAAtM/O_m-Ssm3BCc/s1600/I%2527ve%2BHad%2BIt%2BA.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TQJ8JKN8zqI/AAAAAAAAAtM/O_m-Ssm3BCc/s400/I%2527ve%2BHad%2BIt%2BA.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549134187677404834" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TQJ8IuuuQLI/AAAAAAAAAtE/6R-fLQkW7mQ/s1600/I%2527ve%2BHad%2BIt%2BB.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TQJ8IuuuQLI/AAAAAAAAAtE/6R-fLQkW7mQ/s400/I%2527ve%2BHad%2BIt%2BB.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549134180298670258" /></a>Bob Fosterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02862976271114958923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33412529.post-7706046146718837782010-12-10T11:06:00.000-08:002010-12-10T11:10:37.464-08:00Christmas Card 1987<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TQJ6wbw8C7I/AAAAAAAAAsk/H-6M0y92FYQ/s1600/Lament%2BA.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 259px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TQJ6wbw8C7I/AAAAAAAAAsk/H-6M0y92FYQ/s400/Lament%2BA.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549132663379200946" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TQJ6xDXkIVI/AAAAAAAAAss/omtDmzqYx2s/s1600/Lament%2BB%2Bcopy.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 259px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TQJ6xDXkIVI/AAAAAAAAAss/omtDmzqYx2s/s400/Lament%2BB%2Bcopy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549132674010194258" /></a>Bob Fosterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02862976271114958923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33412529.post-86447061155499032272010-12-10T11:03:00.001-08:002010-12-10T11:06:21.480-08:00Christmas Card 1986<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TQJ6CxffecI/AAAAAAAAAsc/up6EvaaWgcw/s1600/Laundry.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 291px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TQJ6CxffecI/AAAAAAAAAsc/up6EvaaWgcw/s400/Laundry.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549131878937622978" /></a>Bob Fosterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02862976271114958923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33412529.post-14098943356588462712010-12-06T18:34:00.000-08:002010-12-06T18:39:49.417-08:00Christmas Card 1981<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TP2dfsf1uzI/AAAAAAAAAsU/ATbQlFWlFqA/s1600/Sputtering%2Bcopy.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 329px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TP2dfsf1uzI/AAAAAAAAAsU/ATbQlFWlFqA/s400/Sputtering%2Bcopy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547763483836529458" /></a>Bob Fosterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02862976271114958923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33412529.post-33750520052701529252010-12-05T09:00:00.000-08:002010-12-05T09:29:17.689-08:00Christmas Card 1979<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TPvKxRgng7I/AAAAAAAAAsM/RbOmeAM8SNo/s1600/That%2BTime%2BA.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 174px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TPvKxRgng7I/AAAAAAAAAsM/RbOmeAM8SNo/s400/That%2BTime%2BA.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547250313899508658" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TPvKw0EQeqI/AAAAAAAAAsE/kklu-pMsL1g/s1600/That%2BTime%2BB.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 174px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TPvKw0EQeqI/AAAAAAAAAsE/kklu-pMsL1g/s400/That%2BTime%2BB.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547250305995930274" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TPvKwS7U0oI/AAAAAAAAAr8/vFuPXxsiRgo/s1600/That%2BTime%2BC.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 174px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TPvKwS7U0oI/AAAAAAAAAr8/vFuPXxsiRgo/s400/That%2BTime%2BC.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547250297100096130" /></a>Bob Fosterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02862976271114958923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33412529.post-40736835075913601462010-12-04T23:00:00.000-08:002010-12-05T09:26:38.220-08:00Christmas Card 1976I usually send out homemade Christmas cards every year to a handful of friends. Over the next couple of days I'll put some up here. This first one is from 1976. As you'll see, my style and execution have evolved over the years.<br /> <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TPs580GV6LI/AAAAAAAAArk/a2NtuhCWT64/s1600/Xmas%2BAlmanacA%2B.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 174px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TPs580GV6LI/AAAAAAAAArk/a2NtuhCWT64/s400/Xmas%2BAlmanacA%2B.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547091082977077426" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TPs59Sai47I/AAAAAAAAArs/NX0T389mOeM/s1600/Almanac%2BB.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 174px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TPs59Sai47I/AAAAAAAAArs/NX0T389mOeM/s400/Almanac%2BB.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547091091114877874" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TPs59g4xd6I/AAAAAAAAAr0/q5VbyMOnrE4/s1600/Almanac%2BC.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 175px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TPs59g4xd6I/AAAAAAAAAr0/q5VbyMOnrE4/s400/Almanac%2BC.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547091094999758754" /></a>Bob Fosterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02862976271114958923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33412529.post-3014504119252089492010-11-26T15:12:00.000-08:002010-11-26T16:15:18.282-08:00It's Jimmy Hatlo Time AgainJimmy Hatlo created the comic strip "They'll Do It Every Time" which first appeared February 5, 1929. It was always one of my favorite comic strips. Technically it wasn't a comic "strip" but a single "panel" daily. Prior to doing that strip Hatlo was a sports cartoonist for the San Francisco Call-Bulletin, which he continued while doing They'll Do It Every Time. These sports cartoon samples are dated 1931.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TPBLNczZHeI/AAAAAAAAAoc/_ssGpxRSqqc/s1600/HATLO%2B7.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 288px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TPBLNczZHeI/AAAAAAAAAoc/_ssGpxRSqqc/s400/HATLO%2B7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544013835735211490" /></a>All of these cartoons seem to be about college sports, in this case primarily football.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TPBLNNmGoMI/AAAAAAAAAoU/GrqQOzYdXBo/s1600/HATLO%2B6.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 138px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TPBLNNmGoMI/AAAAAAAAAoU/GrqQOzYdXBo/s400/HATLO%2B6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544013831652942018" /></a>The bear in this line-up represents the UCLA Bruins.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TPBKTXJ-PVI/AAAAAAAAAoM/YzC-9BcmRAY/s1600/HATLO%2B5.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 279px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TPBKTXJ-PVI/AAAAAAAAAoM/YzC-9BcmRAY/s400/HATLO%2B5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544012837786893650" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TPBKS6IgfPI/AAAAAAAAAoE/U4_zPEwR7Zw/s1600/HATLO%2B4.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 334px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TPBKS6IgfPI/AAAAAAAAAoE/U4_zPEwR7Zw/s400/HATLO%2B4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544012829996121330" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TPBKSqnBG8I/AAAAAAAAAn8/U2fYbtz584s/s1600/HATLO%2B3.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 287px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TPBKSqnBG8I/AAAAAAAAAn8/U2fYbtz584s/s400/HATLO%2B3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544012825829120962" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TPBKR9nBruI/AAAAAAAAAn0/56Q4d4tBIXA/s1600/HATLO%2B2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 333px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TPBKR9nBruI/AAAAAAAAAn0/56Q4d4tBIXA/s400/HATLO%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544012813749563106" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TPBKRkyJPYI/AAAAAAAAAns/GDoPcClfYvM/s1600/HATLO%2B1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 221px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TPBKRkyJPYI/AAAAAAAAAns/GDoPcClfYvM/s400/HATLO%2B1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544012807085309314" /></a>Bob Fosterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02862976271114958923noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33412529.post-9503702654512127902010-11-22T17:31:00.000-08:002010-11-22T19:52:55.408-08:00Creative Talent Network Expo 2010<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TOsus_L37ZI/AAAAAAAAAnk/MpmAd_0pZS4/s1600/Maynard%2BDixon%2BClouds.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TOsus_L37ZI/AAAAAAAAAnk/MpmAd_0pZS4/s400/Maynard%2BDixon%2BClouds.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542575116819885458" /></a>About 8 PM Sunday, on my way home from the Creative Talent Network Expo, I saw this fantastic night view over Glendale, CA. I found a place to pull over and grab this shot. Great, eh? Available light, Canon Rebel.<br /> <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TOsodqIIT0I/AAAAAAAAAmc/Ig9BM1Jb-mA/s1600/John%2BTucker.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 233px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TOsodqIIT0I/AAAAAAAAAmc/Ig9BM1Jb-mA/s400/John%2BTucker.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542568256399232834" /></a>One of the best costume models in the business, my old pal John Tucker poses for artists and photographers at this year's CTN Expo in Burbank.<br /><br />The Creative Talent Network was founded in 2004 so that professional animators, web creators, illustrators, designers, production artists and other creatives can come together to market their talents, pursue common goals, share their experience, connect with other professionals worldwide and improve the ability for clients to connect with them. Two years ago, CTN founder Tina Price put together the first CTN Expo in Burbank, California. It provided a venue for those people to get together and hang out. This year's CTN EXPO ended last night and I thought it was a terrific three-day event that apparently was enjoyed by everyone. <br /><br />Check them out at http://www.creativetalentnetwork.com/<br /><br />Since I'm the new President of the Animation Guild, I got to hang out at our own table to meet and chat with a huge pool of talent as it passed by. Lots of familiar old friends, some highly talented students, and everything in between. I also spent a lot of time walking around the tables and the meeting rooms to see what was going on.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TOsr24r2M4I/AAAAAAAAAm8/zyykPd1FGCQ/s1600/Sherm%2BCohen.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 233px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TOsr24r2M4I/AAAAAAAAAm8/zyykPd1FGCQ/s400/Sherm%2BCohen.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542571988338750338" /></a>Sherm Cohen gives away (not literally) Storyboard Secrets and other fun stuff. Check him out at http://cartoonsnap.blogspot.com/<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TOsr2SaGW_I/AAAAAAAAAm0/8XrrkrMuIis/s1600/Ovi%2BNedelcu.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 233px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TOsr2SaGW_I/AAAAAAAAAm0/8XrrkrMuIis/s400/Ovi%2BNedelcu.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542571978063764466" /></a>Ovi Nedelcu had a table full of good stuff he's done for publication, but I first knew him as a great story artist at Laika in Portland. Check out his stuff at <br />http://www.ovinedelcu.com/<br /><br />This event was small (I'm guessing several thousand attendees) compared to something like San Diego's ComicCon International (150,000 attendees plus), so the CTN Expo was very comfortable and not too crowded. And it was strictly Animation-related. You could actually engage in intimate conversations with people and hear what they had to say. No pushing and shoving, no blasting music (no blasting anything), lots of demonstrations, lots of goodies to snap up and take home. <br /><br />I did manage to squeeze off a few shots of some people I ran into. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TOsurWXV68I/AAAAAAAAAnE/pllkiHrKCC0/s1600/Bob%2BFoster%2B%253A%2BJean%2BGiraud.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 233px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TOsurWXV68I/AAAAAAAAAnE/pllkiHrKCC0/s400/Bob%2BFoster%2B%253A%2BJean%2BGiraud.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542575088682265538" /></a>First time I met Jean Giraud, aka Moebius, he was at Disney Studios in Burbank, CA working on the original TRON in 1980. The movie was released in 1982. We had lunch a couple of times and I didn't see him again until the 1992 San Diego Comic Con. I posted a photo of the two of us in an earlier blog entry. I saw him again somewhere in Europe when I was living in Denmark and traveling to various book fairs and comic conventions there. This past weekend I got another one of my silly "WITH MY OLD PAL" shots with him again. Giraud was the special guest at this year's CTN Expo.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TOsusia6s_I/AAAAAAAAAnc/axvHA_MgvRM/s1600/Moebius%2Band%2BWilliam%2BStout.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 233px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TOsusia6s_I/AAAAAAAAAnc/axvHA_MgvRM/s400/Moebius%2Band%2BWilliam%2BStout.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542575109098353650" /></a>At a reception for Moebius he and his friend Bill Stout paused for this shot. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TOsusYx76rI/AAAAAAAAAnU/etk1B_4wSFI/s1600/Bob%2BFoster%2B%253A%2BRusty%2BMills.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 233px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TOsusYx76rI/AAAAAAAAAnU/etk1B_4wSFI/s400/Bob%2BFoster%2B%253A%2BRusty%2BMills.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542575106510547634" /></a>My old pal Rusty Mills, former Producer and Director at Warner Bros. on Pinky and the Brain and Animaniacs stopped by for a quick visit before we headed off to a great three-hour lunch.<br /> <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TOsuro1A18I/AAAAAAAAAnM/Qq74U6iTxKc/s1600/Bob%2BFoster%2B%253A%2BKent%2BMelton.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 233px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TOsuro1A18I/AAAAAAAAAnM/Qq74U6iTxKc/s400/Bob%2BFoster%2B%253A%2BKent%2BMelton.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542575093638551490" /></a>With Kent Melton, whom I first met at Hanna-Barbera back in the 70s. Sculptor, painter, maquette-maker to the stars, Kent now lives in a home that's been in his family since the Civil War days. Check out Kent's site at http://kentmelton.blogspot.com/<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TOsus_L37ZI/AAAAAAAAAnk/MpmAd_0pZS4/s1600/Maynard%2BDixon%2BClouds.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TOsus_L37ZI/AAAAAAAAAnk/MpmAd_0pZS4/s400/Maynard%2BDixon%2BClouds.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542575116819885458" /></a>Let's take another look at that night shot of Glendale. Wow. Makes me think of Maynard Dixon and Pecos Bill.Bob Fosterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02862976271114958923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33412529.post-28708376272022275642010-11-08T14:07:00.000-08:002010-11-08T14:29:11.821-08:00Another Rainy Day in L.A.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TNh5R5hi8MI/AAAAAAAAAmU/UzW4eovUFSY/s1600/SUNSET.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TNh5R5hi8MI/AAAAAAAAAmU/UzW4eovUFSY/s400/SUNSET.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537309090258284738" /></a><br />Southern California isn't all sunshine and coconuts. Whenever we get some conspicuous weather there's a chance of scattered pictures like this. Taken from the hills overlooking Glendale, facing west, that's pretty much Griffith Park in the distance with the San Fernando Valley to the right. I'd like it if we got more weather like this.Bob Fosterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02862976271114958923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33412529.post-44296675007230155692010-10-25T16:30:00.000-07:002010-10-25T16:55:28.552-07:00Dia de Los Muertos, Los AngelesI visited a community celebration for Dia de Los Muertos in the Echo Park area of Los Angeles last week and thoroughly enjoyed the event. There was so much to see and do I actually forgot to take pictures. But I did manage to snap this beauty, my favorite. These dancers wore magnificent costumes! Click on the picture to see it bigger.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TMYXpMcEp_I/AAAAAAAAAlY/Vd9eJNAW36g/s1600/IMG_0792+DOD+Group+copy.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TMYXpMcEp_I/AAAAAAAAAlY/Vd9eJNAW36g/s400/IMG_0792+DOD+Group+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532135188752279538" /></a>Bob Fosterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02862976271114958923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33412529.post-54923633012990558572010-10-20T19:12:00.000-07:002010-10-20T19:40:11.295-07:00Sitton's Never Looked So GoodSitton's Diner, now known as Andrew's North Hollywood Diner, 11329 Magnolia Blvd., North Hollywood near Tujunga Ave. never looked this good except when I was there and took this picture. The clientele is always eclectic, the food is hardcore diner food and the waitresses are tough, quick-witted, efficient and a kick, especially at night. This is definitely not some frou-frou gourmet restaurant, it's a diner. And it's a fine diner. After the bars close or after a show, this is a pretty good place to go.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TL-nsJZ38SI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/MJKisU9YDPQ/s1600/IMG_0585-Sittons.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TL-nsJZ38SI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/MJKisU9YDPQ/s400/IMG_0585-Sittons.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530323244314784034" /></a>Bob Fosterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02862976271114958923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33412529.post-57069136887463522142010-10-20T15:16:00.000-07:002010-10-20T16:06:04.602-07:00A Rainy Day in The ValleyI love rainy days. If it's raining and I have nothing urgent to do, I'll hop into the car and go find a place to take pictures. Last week we had a few days like that so I zipped over to Forest Lawn Memorial Park and Mt. Sinai Memorial Park near Burbank, CA.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TL9woiiGpqI/AAAAAAAAAko/JOl7oY8bkm0/s1600/IMG_0719+Ice+Trees.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TL9woiiGpqI/AAAAAAAAAko/JOl7oY8bkm0/s400/IMG_0719+Ice+Trees.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530262709201184418" /></a>I don't know what kind of trees these are but isn't their color really great?<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TL9wox4w01I/AAAAAAAAAkw/FasEoEmJzN4/s1600/IMG_0721+Cloud+Source+Wide.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TL9wox4w01I/AAAAAAAAAkw/FasEoEmJzN4/s400/IMG_0721+Cloud+Source+Wide.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530262713322754898" /></a>If you're wondering where all the gray skies come from on a day like this, we have a gray and cloudy sky plant in Burbank that generates all the gray clouds and gloomy skies we need. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TL9wpNoAKSI/AAAAAAAAAk4/4TYyjmswz6Y/s1600/IMG_0722+Cloud+Source+CU.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TL9wpNoAKSI/AAAAAAAAAk4/4TYyjmswz6Y/s400/IMG_0722+Cloud+Source+CU.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530262720768649506" /></a>Actually, it's a power plant that's throwing off some steam that happens to be the same color as the clouds, but it sure looks like a cloud plant, doesn't it?<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TL9wpejrVVI/AAAAAAAAAlA/ZaPsmeRVq-g/s1600/IMG_0800+Rain+Cougar.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TL9wpejrVVI/AAAAAAAAAlA/ZaPsmeRVq-g/s400/IMG_0800+Rain+Cougar.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530262725313910098" /></a>See that cougar sitting quietly at the top of the hill, just to the left of the path? I stood there for about ten minutes hoping he'd go away. As I moved closer I realized it was a baboon that probably escaped from the nearby Los Angeles Zoo. By the time I got close enough for him to pounce and eat me I realized it was a tree stump. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TL9wpymnukI/AAAAAAAAAlI/TydlLQuHwOM/s1600/IMG_0723+Silo+Trees.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TL9wpymnukI/AAAAAAAAAlI/TydlLQuHwOM/s400/IMG_0723+Silo+Trees.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530262730694965826" /></a>On one of those meandering roads in Mt. Sinai Memorial Park I found this dramatic beauty shot. Reminds me of Monterey. Click on the image to enlarge it.Bob Fosterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02862976271114958923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33412529.post-88002098655010888522010-10-19T18:42:00.000-07:002010-10-20T13:17:20.032-07:00Paint Out on Sauvie IslandI can't believe it's been close to a year since I last posted here! Funny how work gets in the way of blogging. I just finished up storyboarding on the first season of <span style="font-style:italic;">Jake's Never Land Pirates</span> coming soon to a television set near you from Disney TV Animation. <br /><br />Back in June and July I took some vacation time and went up to Washington and Oregon to participate in some Plein Air painting workshops with <span style="font-weight:bold;">Mitch Baird</span> (www.mitchbaird.com.) The one in June was conducted at Beacon Rock on the Washington side of the Columbia River. The one in July was held on Sauvie Island near Portland. I'll post some photos from the Beacon Rock workshop as soon as I find them. Meanwhile, here's some pics from the Sauvie Island workshop.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TL5efQdxvmI/AAAAAAAAAj4/zBSc9nsk568/s1600/IMG_0530.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TL5efQdxvmI/AAAAAAAAAj4/zBSc9nsk568/s400/IMG_0530.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529961283546365538" /></a><br />July 17, 2010. After a two-hour demonstration by Mitch Baird we all spread out on this farm to set up and get to work. Mitch talked primarily about composition, shapes and values in painting. Those are a few of the important things I'd completely forgotten about. This is why I took the workshop - to re-learn what I'd forgotten. This is where I set up. I liked the sense of scale, the size of that tree next to the huge barn, the foreground elements in contrast to the distant background elements, the isolation. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TL5efoNWW8I/AAAAAAAAAkA/i1N-SEoxteQ/s1600/IMG_0535.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TL5efoNWW8I/AAAAAAAAAkA/i1N-SEoxteQ/s400/IMG_0535.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529961289919912898" /></a><br />Behind me was this great open farmland. Don't know what the crop was. We were all grateful to the owner for allowing us to go out onto his land and paint. We were careful not to spill anything. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TL5ef1471dI/AAAAAAAAAkI/ATvqzjq9tfU/s1600/IMG_0550.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TL5ef1471dI/AAAAAAAAAkI/ATvqzjq9tfU/s400/IMG_0550.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529961293592384978" /></a><br />July 18, 2010. Mitch leads the other five painters in our group of six to a new location on a different farm. Another two hour demonstration and then we each moved to a spot we liked.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TL5ef46cNbI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/KLKI46kQrB8/s1600/IMG_0570.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TL5ef46cNbI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/KLKI46kQrB8/s400/IMG_0570.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529961294404007346" /></a><br />A nice panoramic shot of the general location we were at. Great muted color, thanks to the overcast day.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TL5egtaLgJI/AAAAAAAAAkY/pw7aEhkAuls/s1600/IMG_0575.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TL5egtaLgJI/AAAAAAAAAkY/pw7aEhkAuls/s400/IMG_0575.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529961308495773842" /></a><br />This is where I set up, down the road a little and in the shade of a big tree. I liked the colors, the shadows, the path leading into the picture. <br /><br />Sauvie Island is accessible by a single road over a single bridge. There's a burger joint close to that bridge, with a convenience store inside. The only other store of any kind on the island is next to that barn in the first picture. They sell farm-fresh vegetables, fruit and honey, all very locally produced. Essentially, the entire island in one big collection of farms owned by families who've been there for generations. <br /><br />We didn't do any finished paintings in these workshops. We only had about 4 or 5 hours to work. Our focus was on applying the principles Mitch demonstrated to our own preliminary paintings. He wanted us to focus on composition, shapes and values. I could see some definite improvement in my work right away but I've yet to find the time to get down to working on a finished painting. Funny how a job always gets in the way of doing what you'd rather be doing. But it sure felt great to be outdoors, on a farm, painting again. Nothing like my gray cubicle at work.<br /><br />Hey, look! I just found the painting I did from the above spot. This represents about an hour of work. It's on a 9" x 12" canvas panel and my scanner trimmed off about 1/2" on all sides, but it's enough to give you the idea.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TL9NQzMaq3I/AAAAAAAAAkg/VfdqWO9zfVo/s1600/Sauvie+Island+2002.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 291px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/TL9NQzMaq3I/AAAAAAAAAkg/VfdqWO9zfVo/s400/Sauvie+Island+2002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530223818449791858" /></a>Bob Fosterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02862976271114958923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33412529.post-71679615270730107262009-11-16T18:12:00.000-08:002009-11-16T18:19:23.649-08:00Felix Hell Organ RecitalI bought myself an early birthday present weeks ago, well in advance of my birthday - two tickets to an organ recital by<span style="font-weight:bold;"> Felix Hell</span>, a 24-year old German organ virtuoso. The recital was held last night at<span style="font-weight:bold;"> Royce Hall</span> on the UCLA campus in Los Angeles. <br /><br />Hell would be playing the fully restored <span style="font-weight:bold;">Skinner Organ </span>with all of its <span style="font-weight:bold;">6,600</span> pipes in full splendor.<br /><br />The program consisted of <span style="font-weight:bold;">Johann Sebastian Bach's</span> <span style="font-style:italic;">Fugue in D Major</span>, <span style="font-weight:bold;">Samuel Barber's</span> <span style="font-style:italic;">Adagio for Strings</span>, <span style="font-weight:bold;">Healey Willan's</span>, <span style="font-style:italic;">Passacaglia, Fugue</span> and, after the intermission, <span style="font-weight:bold;">Ludwig van Beethoven's</span> <span style="font-style:italic;">Symphony #5 in C minor, Op. 67</span>. I was familiar with <span style="font-weight:bold;">Barber's</span> <span style="font-style:italic;">Adagio</span> and everyone is familiar with <span style="font-weight:bold;">Beethoven's</span> <span style="font-style:italic;">5th</span> (Dah Dah Dah Duhhhhh....).<br /><br />About half-way through <span style="font-weight:bold;">Beethoven's</span> <span style="font-style:italic;">5th</span> I thought, "I should make a concerted effort to hear <span style="font-weight:bold;">Bach's</span> <span style="font-style:italic;">Toccata and Fugue in D Minor</span> someday. I don't get to organ recitals too often, and they probably seldom play that. Too common." <br /><br />I consider <span style="font-weight:bold;">Bach's</span> <span style="font-style:italic;">Toccata and Fugue in D Minor</span> to be just about the greatest piece of music ever written. I still love <span style="font-style:italic;">Bohemian Rhapsody</span> and <span style="font-style:italic;">Sea of Love</span>, but T and F in D is beyond description. Especially when it's loud.<br /><br />At the end of Hell's concert he was brought back to the stage by the rousing applause and cheers of the very appreciative audience. He was coerced into playing an encore. I leaned over to my friend, Christine, and said, "The only thing that could top this off is if he played <span style="font-weight:bold;">Bach's</span> <span style="font-style:italic;">Toccata and Fugue in D Minor</span>." <br /><br />I then noticed that he had no sheet music on the organ, as he had for the previous selections. Immediately I thought, "He's going to play something he's familiar with, something that he doesn't need sheet music to refer to..." <br /><br />Just as I finished that thought, the unmistakable opening three notes of <span style="font-weight:bold;">Bach's</span> <span style="font-style:italic;">Toccata and Fugue in D Minor</span> pierced the silence. Tears welling up in my eyes, Hell pulled out all the stops and <span style="font-weight:bold;">Bach</span> blasted himself into <span style="font-weight:bold;">Royce Hall</span> with all the power and super nova brilliance only <span style="font-weight:bold;">Bach</span> could create. <br /><br />What a birthday present!<br /><br />Here's an interesting link to a YouTube video with animated graphics that cleverly illustrate the complexity of this <span style="font-weight:bold;">Bach</span> masterpiece. Check out some of the other YouTube versions while you're there.<br /><br />http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ipzR9bhei_oBob Fosterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02862976271114958923noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33412529.post-31556593634862029452009-10-18T00:34:00.000-07:002009-10-18T00:35:18.704-07:00Early George WunderOkay, <span style="font-weight:bold;">George Wunder</span> fans, today I've got a treat for both of you! Here's some comic strip work by Wunder in the years and weeks leading up to his taking over the T<span style="font-style:italic;">erry and the Pirates</span> comic strip from <span style="font-weight:bold;">Milton Caniff.</span><br /> <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/Stq4YQZ2N5I/AAAAAAAAAjI/UzAEClrv4XE/s1600-h/Wunder+A129.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 369px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/Stq4YQZ2N5I/AAAAAAAAAjI/UzAEClrv4XE/s400/Wunder+A129.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393826230589339538" /></a>This first sample appeared sometime between July 1, 1941 and June 30, 1943. I couldn't find an exact date.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/Stq4Y64L28I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/BmcpXZ1Grnk/s1600-h/Wunder+B130.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 334px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/Stq4Y64L28I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/BmcpXZ1Grnk/s400/Wunder+B130.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393826241990876098" /></a> This one is dated July 27, 1946. One can see the early rendering of a master wrinkle artist. In the first panel it appears that Wunder has already been studying Caniff's Third World characters.<br /><br /> <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/Stq4ZddFEVI/AAAAAAAAAjY/3eohw5S04wI/s1600-h/Wunder+C131.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/Stq4ZddFEVI/AAAAAAAAAjY/3eohw5S04wI/s400/Wunder+C131.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393826251272425810" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/Stq4Z95K3rI/AAAAAAAAAjg/iC24IyOq1MQ/s1600-h/Wunder+D132.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 280px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/Stq4Z95K3rI/AAAAAAAAAjg/iC24IyOq1MQ/s400/Wunder+D132.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393826259980181170" /></a><br />The final sample shown here appeared October 6, 1946 and I would guess that by this time he was well into working on <span style="font-style:italic;">Terry</span>. Wunder's first <span style="font-style:italic;">Terry</span> appeared December 30, 1946.<br /><br />I read Wunder's <span style="font-style:italic;">Terry</span> when I was a kid and even then was impressed by all the work he put into it. Every single panel was fully loaded with detailed backgrounds and detailed wrinkles, costumes and hairs, even on all the characters in the background, all the woodgrain in all the wood, and all those black shadows that lent an air of foreboding to each panel. I could never get over his 3/4 rear view of a character's eyeball straining to see something behind him. And all those overly bridged noses on both guys and gals all crying out for rhinoplasty. For many years I resented the overloaded panels and decided I didn't like Wunder's rendering of <span style="font-style:italic;">Terry and the Pirates. </span><br /><br />It was only in the last few years that I came to appreciate Wunder's work on <span style="font-style:italic;">Terry</span>. One day I realized that he never cheated. He gave us everything in infinite detail in every panel and never deprived us of any wrinkles, bricks, tiles, leaves, woodgrain, fingernails, hairs, cloth patterns or buttons. Yeah, the look-alike facial features of all his characters in the later years of <span style="font-style:italic;">Terry</span> was stylistic and bothersome, but he never cheated. <br /><br />George Wunder was born April 24, 1912 and died December 13, 1987.Bob Fosterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02862976271114958923noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33412529.post-19945558217826101262009-10-01T19:38:00.000-07:002009-10-02T01:55:21.489-07:00The Sergio Aragonés Museum Show and BBQ<span style="font-weight:bold;">Ojai, California,</span> is one of those undiscovered places that everyone knows about that hasn't yet been ruined by developers. It's remote, quaint and picturesque with a slow-paced life style perfectly suited to writers, musicians, artists, horses, cows and those lucky enough to be able to work at home and not have to commute. One of the greatest cartoonists in the world lives there and a whole bunch of his friends drove great distances to visit him last week and to see an exhibit of his work that represents a lifetime of laughter, inventiveness and exquisite craftsmanship, not to mention the output equivalent to that of the next five greatest cartoonists in the world, combined.<br /><br />With the grace of cartoon royalty and the energy of a middle-aged tennis player <span style="font-weight:bold;">Sergio Aragonés</span> greeted his friends as they arrived at <span style="font-weight:bold;">The Ojai Valley Museum</span>, located about 80 miles north of Los Angeles. With his usual warmth and enthusiasm he flitted through the crowd as they enjoyed the exhibit of his work that spanned five decades. From childhood drawings to his latest contributions to the pages of <span style="font-weight:bold;"><span style="font-style:italic;">Mad</span> Magazine,</span> from model ships to religious icons, from awards to <span style="font-style:italic;">Sharpie</span> drawings done right on the walls of the museum, visitors were overwhelmed by his hilarious imagery, brilliant absurdity and sublime creativity that was more than a feast for the eyes. It was an energy boost that challenged you to do more with your own work, and to do it better. <br /><br />And as if all the smiles, warmth, hugs, stories, artwork, silliness, camaraderie, and overall good cheer wasn't enough, it was all topped off with a terrific <span style="font-weight:bold;">BBQ</span> from <span style="font-style:italic;">The Event Caddy,</span> a great catering service that served up Tri tip steak, wonderful chicken, fruit and vegetables, drinks and dessert. Lots of hanging out with old friends, new friends and best of all, Sergio. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/SsVUc4q-FUI/AAAAAAAAAiY/usKvZwJQkoQ/s1600-h/SERGIO+Show+Pg+1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/SsVUc4q-FUI/AAAAAAAAAiY/usKvZwJQkoQ/s400/SERGIO+Show+Pg+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387805384444351810" /></a><span style="font-weight:bold;">Top left:</span> A display of Sergio's home studio with a life-size replica of himself at his drawing board.<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Top right:</span> Sergio chatting with <span style="font-weight:bold;">Mell Lazarus.</span><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Bottom left</span>: As the sun was beginning to set and the temperatures got comfortable, BBQ was served.<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Bottom right: Bill Morrison</span> and <span style="font-weight:bold;">Mark Evanier</span> watch a video documentary about Sergio on a TV as others meander through the exhibit.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/SsVUcZf8ZxI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/giMKUTSTbYM/s1600-h/SERGIO+SHOW+Pg+2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 274px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/SsVUcZf8ZxI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/giMKUTSTbYM/s400/SERGIO+SHOW+Pg+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387805376076605202" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Top left: Todd Kurosawa, Bill Riling, Scott Shaw.</span><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Top right</span>: Disney Legend <span style="font-weight:bold;">Floyd Norman</span> snaps a pic of his wife, <span style="font-weight:bold;">Adrienne</span> with Sergio. In the background is <span style="font-style:italic;">Mandy</span> artist <span style="font-weight:bold;">Dean Yeagle</span>.<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Bottom left: David Folkman</span> and <span style="font-weight:bold;">Bill Morrison.</span><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Bottom right: Mell Lazarus, Sergio, Chad Frye, Pat McGreal.</span><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/SsVUcHlWyaI/AAAAAAAAAiI/-EDfPzybBnM/s1600-h/SERGIO+Show+Pg+3.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/SsVUcHlWyaI/AAAAAAAAAiI/-EDfPzybBnM/s400/SERGIO+Show+Pg+3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387805371267467682" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Top left: Chad Frye</span> shows off a quick sketch that <span style="font-weight:bold;">Bill Morrison</span> did for him. <br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Top right: Mell Lazarus</span> and <span style="font-weight:bold;">Dean Yeagle.</span><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Middle left:</span> Oh, great, I used this photo twice. Oh, well, enjoy it again. <span style="font-weight:bold;">Mell, Sergio, Chad, Pat.</span><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Middle right</span>: Wide shot showing the main show room and a lot of the crowd.<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Bottom left:</span> Yeah, yeah, I know. I did it again. The notorious <span style="font-weight:bold;">Floyd Norman</span> still snapping a picture of his wife, <span style="font-weight:bold;">Adrienne</span> with the notorious <span style="font-weight:bold;">Sergio</span> and the truly notorious <span style="font-weight:bold;">Dean Yeagle</span> still in the background.<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Bottom right: Sergio</span> points out to <span style="font-weight:bold;">Bill Morrison</span> and <span style="font-weight:bold;">Chad Frye</span> that he was the model for the sketch Bill did in Chad's sketchbook. <br /><br />There were a lot of photos that came out too blurry to show here, (should have used a flash) and I didn't think it would be appropriate to publish a lot of the artwork that I took pictures of, but there was a lot more to see and do. <br /><br />A good time was had by all.<br /><br />CAPS, the Comic Art Professional Society, suggested this event to Sergio and he was gracious enough to arrange the exclusive, after-hours use of the Ojai Valley Museum with the cooperation of the museum and its fantastic staff. Thank you all!Bob Fosterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02862976271114958923noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33412529.post-37751719946224661852009-09-23T01:43:00.000-07:002009-09-23T01:46:19.828-07:00Orison MacPherson - Jones & Laughlin Steel AdThis looks like something you'd find on an old wooden jigsaw puzzle from the 40s, but, boy - is it gorgeous. The lighting, the composition, the costumes, another stagecoach with horses in harness, and a great bit of illustration craftsmanship. <br /><br />I love how my eyes wander all over the picture and keep coming back to the woman being escorted into the inn. Brilliant composition and color. What a beauty!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/SrnfFEjnDQI/AAAAAAAAAh8/4xlbDSNKCfE/s1600-h/Laughlin+Steel+Ad+PS124.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 327px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/SrnfFEjnDQI/AAAAAAAAAh8/4xlbDSNKCfE/s400/Laughlin+Steel+Ad+PS124.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384580107713580290" /></a><br />This is a two-page spread, but the right side of the art is as far as the illustration extended. Beyond what you see here is text for the ad promoting <span style="font-weight:bold;">Jones and Laughlin Steel</span>. Painted for Jones & Laughlin Steel Corporation by <span style="font-weight:bold;">Orison MacPherson</span> (1898 - 1966). Even <span style="font-style:italic;">Ask/Art</span> doesn't have any biographical information beyond that. I know he did some work for <span style="font-style:italic;">The Saturday Evening Post</span>, but that's it. How can anyone this good be so obscure?Bob Fosterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02862976271114958923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33412529.post-21743577421815661412009-09-23T00:51:00.000-07:002009-09-23T00:51:33.962-07:00Noel Sickles - Railway Express Agency AdLet's look at some great <span style="font-weight:bold;">Noel Sickles</span> art (like there's some that isn't?) This is an ad he did for <span style="font-style:italic;">Railway Express Agency</span> in 1951. I'm amazed at everything depicted in this ad. It's just a wealth of research, detail, action, fine art and elegance.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/SrnNdZMzJtI/AAAAAAAAAhk/TqG9zrzF2-c/s1600-h/Noel+Sickles+REA+a120.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 293px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/SrnNdZMzJtI/AAAAAAAAAhk/TqG9zrzF2-c/s400/Noel+Sickles+REA+a120.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384560734362609362" /></a><br />The fine print under the art says <span style="font-style:italic;">"A de luxe duo-tone color print 18 1/2" x 16 1/2" on fine paper will be sent to you on request." </span>You never see offers like that much anymore. They're probably all gone by now. I'd sure like to find one. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/SrnNc1sRifI/AAAAAAAAAhc/I30KypeCAh8/s1600-h/Noel+Sickles+REA+b121.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 354px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/SrnNc1sRifI/AAAAAAAAAhc/I30KypeCAh8/s400/Noel+Sickles+REA+b121.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384560724830947826" /></a><br />Can you imagine the reference files Sickles must have had to be able to draw things accurately? The clothing looks pretty authentic to me.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/SrnNcftd6EI/AAAAAAAAAhU/SUvvQfbC7wY/s1600-h/Noel+Sickles+REA+c122.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/SrnNcftd6EI/AAAAAAAAAhU/SUvvQfbC7wY/s400/Noel+Sickles+REA+c122.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384560718930372674" /></a><br />I can't imagine how long it would take me to draw a stagecoach that even <span style="font-weight:bold;">LOOKED</span> like a stagecoach, much less one that was laden with baggage. How do you get elliptical wheels to look right? How many spokes on a wheel? What do stagecoach horse collars and reins look like? What do stagecoach drivers wear? <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/SrnR5QU1XJI/AAAAAAAAAhs/mbWIp82y2nw/s1600-h/Noel+Sickles+REA+d123.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 232px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/SrnR5QU1XJI/AAAAAAAAAhs/mbWIp82y2nw/s400/Noel+Sickles+REA+d123.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384565611063237778" /></a><br />I sure don't know my historical weapons well enough to identify this rifle, but I bet it's legitimate.Bob Fosterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02862976271114958923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33412529.post-62269303262184878762009-09-19T01:34:00.000-07:002009-09-19T01:35:20.709-07:00EtchingsOh, let's look at some real art. These are a few small etchings I picked up either on Ebay or at some paper collector's show somewhere in my travels. Elegant, aren't they? Click on the image to make it bigger.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/SrSW1VgBwyI/AAAAAAAAAhE/e2wVkL0soGc/s1600-h/ROUEN+Etching118.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 292px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/SrSW1VgBwyI/AAAAAAAAAhE/e2wVkL0soGc/s400/ROUEN+Etching118.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383093297663296290" /></a><br />Can't tell you much about these except what's written in the margins, in pencil, in what appears to be French.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/SrSW187zqcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/43RPwuCijzw/s1600-h/Two+Etchings119.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 290px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCrFWxJFEPU/SrSW187zqcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/43RPwuCijzw/s400/Two+Etchings119.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383093308248795586" /></a><br />Enjoy!Bob Fosterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02862976271114958923noreply@blogger.com0