Lonetree Highway

A little sketch of fall looking north on the Lonetree Highway. The greasewood has all turned that wonderful shade of gold and the blue bentonite strata in the hills becomes the only green we'll see for 5 or 6 months now.

Last week's entry was having issues. The kids are from our art class. They were learning about resist techniques with dye on silk. Could make scarves or panels with this method.

Silk Painting

Frosty looks into the Dark woods

In commemoration of my first official rejection letter for Uncle Dick's Cave. Probably the first of many.... Here little Frosty ponders what the dark woods may hold from the comfort of his front gate. Some of you may recognize Swift Creek Canyon.

Anyone know of a good smaller printer or publisher? We might try that avenue for a hundred copies or so.

Hardman Ditch

Canal which ran just east of the place where I grew up. Did sketches for this on a bleak fall afternoon.

**This is Collette writing for my mother**
A page from the sketch book. The scan doesn't really do it justice, but we really like the colors. Mom and Dad are on their way to the Wyoming/South Dakota border for the fall art educators conference. They stopped here to visit for a little bit. This is one of my favorite pages from her book. Click on the image to make it larger.

Cousin Camp's Creations

Spin art until we were all car sick.










What wonderful T-shirts you all have made.








More tiles! What great budding artists.












The placing of the tiles in the patio stepping stones.














Mike helps with the mixing of the cement.







Each summer we get as many of our nieces and nephews together, as we can, to have adventures, make art, play in the dirt and get acquainted with one another again.

Frosty's brothers tell him about bears with glowing red eyes...