Monday, September 27, 2021

Movie By Mom's

This huge film crew has been parked right in front of my Mom's house up the Rattlesnake for weeks, making a movie starring R.K. Simmons from Missoula. Academy award winner for best actor in 2014 for "Whiplash," an awesome jazz movie! Here is the make-up, special effects expert next to all of the trailers parked on the street. I informed her that in my opinion, the best of all effects are by Rob Bottin in John Carpenter's 1982 "The Thing." The most terrifying creatures in the world, and she agreed. Another favorite movie. (My favorite is "Brazil.")



Sunday, September 26, 2021

Falconesse and Feline

Bev Beck Glueckert with Maizee at her house yesterday and one of the feline brothers, Sherman the cat was an avid birdwatcher the whole time.  We were talking ART, Bev the Printmaker Extraordinaire.  By the way, I made up that word falconesse, and there is no such thing as a falconeer and no sport falcondry, sorry.


Saturday, September 25, 2021

Painting Day(s)

The new etching, and I get one that I like and then try to copy the painting, artist's proof on the computer. I will do two or three at a time, and takes a couple or three days for the edition on 8. I am pleased with this one, "Northern Saw-whet" and looks a lot like Owen the Owl, the face at least. The pose is a combination of lots of my photos and made up one wing.





Tuesday, September 21, 2021

Mantis

 A preying mantis in my Mom's yard yesterday, cool. Ooops, PRAYING mantis.


Saturday, September 18, 2021

Sib the Good Girl

 Sibley was perfect for her Zoom program yesterday for the Montana Book Festival, and so was Sonora the Aplomado Falcon. Me so proud.





Friday, September 17, 2021

Book Award

Here is what I was presented for winning the Montana Book Award Grand Prize in 2011 for Raptors of the West with Rob Palmer and Nick Dunlop! "Rancho DeLuxe" is a favorite movie that a friend took me to see when I was in high school. He thought it would change my decision to move to Montana for college, and man, was he wrong! The poster is signed by the movie's writer, Thomas McGuane.  I met him at the Montana Book Festival the year before and I told him that story, the whole time with Sibley on my glove. I doubt he heard a word, and asked me at the end, "Tell me about that bird." HA!

Montana Book Festival program today on line at 1 pm




Monday, September 13, 2021

Montana Book Festival 2021 Goes Virtual

Had to be done, and much prefer live and in person. I will present an overview of my program, photos and books, emphasis on Falcons of North America Second Edition, my favorite, from Mountain Press Publishing here in Missoula. We'll have a Powerpoint and visit with Sibley the Peregrine and Sonora the Aplomado Falcon, Friday September 17th, 1-2 pm. You may register at the Festival website  - see you on Friday (I wish...)


Sunday, September 12, 2021

Saturday, September 11, 2021

Painting Time

Shifting gears from the ink and printing press, and now gouache paint and Arteza Brush Pens. I usually paint two at a time, edition of 8 and almost ready to post the final product. On the screen is an Owen face I am using for reference.  This is so fun, stand up comedy on the speakers (Bill Burr and Lewis Black today.)




Friday, September 10, 2021

Osprey Again

 Here's that same bird with a nice whitefish, apparently unfazed by the broken feathers. 


Wednesday, September 8, 2021

Hawk/Dog Walk

Maizee and Nico just down the road for a little recreation. That's our house just above the left edge of the roof-rack.


Monday, September 6, 2021

Etching Day

My new etching of a Saw-whet Owl, and Maizee was helping me in the printmaking studio today. I will post when I get the painting just right, edition of 8,  8" x 10". That black and white "bedspread" is actually a giant woodcut print, made by me and Bev Glueckert for the Day of the Dead Parade 18 years ago! Printed on a big sheet, inking and running it over with a steamroller; a treasured piece for me, located in the studio.





 


Friday, September 3, 2021

River Time

An adult male Osprey with several broken feathers. That sure won't be helpful in the upcoming (soon) migration, at least 1000 miles one way. Gotta love an Osprey, about my favorite.

This is about how deep the Bitterroot River was this summer, Nico's knees.