Clarence, the Alligator

Clarence was just a regular, ordinary, normal, happy, and very well adjusted alligator who lived a peaceful life in a boggy swamp, in a southern humid state with a few other not so nice alligators. But Clarence was a friendly alligator, he thought that the people he saw were nice, not to eat but more to observe from a distance and ponder. What did these strange land based creatures do? Why did they walk on two legs? What were they doing with the bright flashing lights and the thing in front of their face?
Actually, Clarence just enjoyed watching the people and fish, he really liked fish, they were yummy!

And now just a little robot dog.

https://www.etsy.com/listing/177847561/sparky-the-dog

Cows

Cows in the rain, a cow in the rain, looking at me as I speed by dry in my little blue car...What is it thinking? What am I thinking...

Have a day! Happy 2014!

What to say? Thank You!

The day of thanks. I am thankful every day, from the people at the bank that are always cheery and friendly, to the mechanics I know near my shop/studio. I am thankful for many things and do try to impress upon people my gratitude for their kindness, consideration, time, and effort.

 And now some art.

 I have a facebook fan page for my artwork, like it, like it, like it!
https://www.facebook.com/themetalartdude

Smashed and Fun

Bruised, bleeding, burned, smelling like electricity, metal, sweat, paint, grease, and dirt. Welcome to my world, my work. Hazards of the job? Yep. It's my life, and I'm happy. My job is dirty, hot, I melt metal, swirling it together into little circles joining two pieces of steel. I don't go to some nice office or studio, just a  garage, but it is a great space for what I do. I'm noisy, messy, dirty, and sometimes foul mouthed. Hey, smash your finger and tell me how you react?  I make things, cute things, robot things, whimsical things, whatever I want to make things. Mostly though, I have fun. Do you get to be messy at work? Stomp through an old junkyard looking for parts? Pick through oily, greasy scrap metal? Cover your hands in paint for days? Meet interesting people and hear their stories? I do.

 The robot legs and head are from the Atlanta Mini-Makers Faire at Georgia Tech. I had a good day, sold a few pieces. Funny thing I don't think most of those students had a clue that I was one of them, would they've looked at me differently? Treated me better?

Yes, a bunny, a rabbit. A drawing on the chalkboard by my daughter inspired me to make the rabbit. 

Art, being quiet and alone

Back again at square one. Or maybe 5. Sometimes, sometimes, I lose count, try as I may to find it. It is great at hiding, but maybe, just maybe I'm not looking.
I've been quiet lately, not much talking on the phone, no texts, a few emails, some brief encounters with friends. It is quiet in my life for now, except for that little bundle of 10 year old joy! My sanity has stayed with me because of such a smart and wise young one. But to tell the truth I miss things, mostly the little things, walking and holding hands, being in someone's presence that warm glowing feeling, kissing, hugging, and being more than just me.
Being alone, it's good, I'm not sad, I have this amazing freedom now, being on my own, away, just a little further away. At least I have her though the spider she loves me!

And scared little miss away!

Doing a lot of artwork lately, busy, busy, busy. It is good! It is good. Thank you! I feel better about things now. My life has changed, who would have thought I'd hear the water falling, seeing the geese flying, hear the ducks quacking, quacking, quacking, and the silence is mine.

Lost Again

Where did it all go? I still feel it, the past and the present, you dropped it off in the trash. Or did you recycle it? Probably, that's why I can't shake the sadness. 
Now, my plans have fallen apart, try not to make that mistake again, trust in someone else, no, really, I'll probably make that mistake again and again, until I figure out nothing. So, what to do? What to do?

And then the spider he kissed stung him, wrapped him up, and left town.

Cows, cows, and maybe more cows

Cows, cows, and more cows. Because why not. 

Something funny and witty to say? Nahhh, not today.