The Country Club Plaza gets lit tonight. I could paint it, but it seems like there are already thousands of paintings of it. That’s because there are.
I did paint a Christmas painting this year – just a simple ornament. I have posted it on Facebook, so some people have seen it. I decided to get prints of it made as gifts (shh. Don’t tell.) for family. Debating whether to customize each one or just sign them. I may let the art stand and just sign them.
I’m also using the painting in our Christmas card.
I don’t know how the paintings will be received, but I hope that the recipients like them.
I made a pumpkin pie last night. One of the activities in “The Artist’s Way” a couple weeks back was to bake. I had put it off and put it off. I always make such a mess when I bake. This is, in part, because I want to be a perfectionist, even when I know my skills aren’t capable of creating something perfect. In this case, my hopes were for the perfect pumpkin pie. The actual result was far from it.
See? Doesn’t look great. HEY! This is my first photo I’ve put in my morning pages. I suppose that’s exiting.
Anyhow, the pie should taste perfect. It only took three total trips to the grocery store, as I needed more flour for the crust and then more eggs for the custard. I need to learn to read the whole darned recipe and double-check for supplies before I begin. Maybe I’ll learn that lesson before Christmas. Maybe.
Ideally, this pie should have had a beautiful crust, with some leaf and berry details on the top, but I abandoned all decorative ideas once I saw how much I jollied up the crust. I’m confident, however, that the crust will taste of perfection.
It may not be much to look at, but this is a tasty, ugly pie.
Happy Thanksgiving to all!