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Saturday, December 12, 2009
Watch and Listen to this 4 year old and his ukulele
He doesn't know the words which makes this youtube video so cute and he's a very talented player:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ErMWX--UJZ4&feature=channel
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ErMWX--UJZ4&feature=channel
Monday, November 2, 2009
Halloween 2009
What fun Halloween was this year! I went to my first haunted house and screamed through every room (you had to follow the arrow to get through) with people jumping out at you, elaborately staged scenes like a dining table coved with crisp white cloth, fine china, and a person in the middle eating something raw and disgusting, strobe lights, wooshes of air, headless dolls, etc.Then we carved some pumpkins.
For Halloween night, Al my dad suggested a hunchback for Kenny. I was a witch and my mom helped me make this huge pointed hat. We stayed outside in this cul-de-sac where Kenny lives and droves of kids came by for the next 2 hours. He was hilarious and scared the hell out of all the kids. I was the friendly spook.
He dragged one foot and gave out candy. The kids would ask, "Does your back hurt?" He would say," My back is killing me" and kept dropping candy and telling the kids to pick it up for him. One kid saw him about 1/2 block before he reached the house and ran to his sister to get his sword to be ready to face the hunchback.
He followed a few kids, dragging his foot, and they would run away.
Great night!
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
My Gallery show is coming in a few days...
My show's opening reception is July 18 (there's a typo in the date on the postcard which should say "July" and not "June".) 20 of my ethnic folk art acrylic on stretched canvas paintings will be shown along with established outsider artist Harriet Wiseman (one of her paintings is on the postcard too.)
You can see all 20 of my paintings at http://www.flickr.com/photos/rtisan/3721392203/in/photostream/
On Thursday, there will be a pre-show for customers selected by the gallery.
Writer Dan Brooks interviewed me by phone and wrote a great article which should be hitting 5 different newspapers today (my dad who is a professional photographer, will also be photographing the actual show for the newspaper he works for.) See article below:
Sunday, May 10, 2009
Happy Mother's Day to my other mom
I have 4 parents, 2 in CA, and 2 in PA. So this is my "Happy Mother's Day" to my other mom, in PA. This is my mom who has encouraged my artistic endeavors, comforted me through boyfriend break-ups, and the aftermath of my big surprise surgery.
Happy Mother's Day, Libby! I love you!
Sharon
Happy Mother's Day, Libby! I love you!
Sharon
Happy Mother's Day to my mom
As you know, I often talk about my "old hippies" in my blog posts, meaning my mom and step dad because they' re both abstract artists who lived on Haight/ Ashbury, the true epicenter of the turbulent 60's during that time.
What I failed to mention is a very long story about my separation from my mom and two of my three brothers for most of my childhood. The short version is I have 7 siblings--3 full brothers, a half sister, and 3 step sisters, with two dads and two moms.
When I was 6, my dad took us away from my mom in San Francisco, to live with his brother's family in Wisconsin. After a year, 2 of my brothers went to live with my mom and step dad.
After a year my dad came and got my eldest brother and me, and we moved to Philadelphia. He remarried. Since then, all contact was cut off with my mom and two brothers, so my brother and I went through a very sad and confusing number of years without seeing or talking with that part of my family, roughly 13 years.
After my first year of college in PA, when I was 19, I was finally able to spend the summer in CA for the first time with my mom, brothers, step dad, little sister and 3 step sisters. It was the greatest time of my life.
I spent many many years without my mom and brothers and dreamed about them constantly. There was really no adult to turn too.
Directly after graduation from Penn State, I moved to Northern Ca to be with my long lost family.
So when my step dad very recently dug out these old pictures of my mom in her 30's (I was about 11 at the time) and scanned them, I was thrilled, since they are "missing pieces" of my life which I now find tangible in the way of a photograph.
Today is Mother's Day and though we often argue because we are so alike, I want my mom to know how much I love and cherish her, and treasure the fact that I can see her every day now, with no more wondering where she is and what she is doing.
Happy Mother's Day, Mama. I love you.
Sharon
What I failed to mention is a very long story about my separation from my mom and two of my three brothers for most of my childhood. The short version is I have 7 siblings--3 full brothers, a half sister, and 3 step sisters, with two dads and two moms.
When I was 6, my dad took us away from my mom in San Francisco, to live with his brother's family in Wisconsin. After a year, 2 of my brothers went to live with my mom and step dad.
After a year my dad came and got my eldest brother and me, and we moved to Philadelphia. He remarried. Since then, all contact was cut off with my mom and two brothers, so my brother and I went through a very sad and confusing number of years without seeing or talking with that part of my family, roughly 13 years.
After my first year of college in PA, when I was 19, I was finally able to spend the summer in CA for the first time with my mom, brothers, step dad, little sister and 3 step sisters. It was the greatest time of my life.
I spent many many years without my mom and brothers and dreamed about them constantly. There was really no adult to turn too.
Directly after graduation from Penn State, I moved to Northern Ca to be with my long lost family.
So when my step dad very recently dug out these old pictures of my mom in her 30's (I was about 11 at the time) and scanned them, I was thrilled, since they are "missing pieces" of my life which I now find tangible in the way of a photograph.
Today is Mother's Day and though we often argue because we are so alike, I want my mom to know how much I love and cherish her, and treasure the fact that I can see her every day now, with no more wondering where she is and what she is doing.
Happy Mother's Day, Mama. I love you.
Sharon
Monday, March 30, 2009
A cellphone salesman sings opera
This is from a British TV show of undiscovered talent. The man is Paul Potts and he sings "Nessun Dorma" from the opera by Puccini . Amazing! He won the competition.
After getting famous, here is the full version:
And I also included a version by Pavaroti, the greatest tenor of all time:
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