evan b. harris

A while ago, Kevin and I went to an art show and saw a painter whose work we really liked and if we'd had more money, we'd probably have gotten a couple of his works. I'd kind of forgotten about it until yesterday when I was talking to a high school friend's sister about the gallery because she lives near it.

Then I was like, "Hey! Who the heck was that guy and what was his name?!" (the painter, not Kevin)

So I googled and I googled and then I googled some more and I finally found him. His name is Evan B. Harris, and these are a few of his paintings:









Here are some from a series called "Fowls of a Feather:"






And my favorite:


I wish I could draw.

flash!

I was looking online at a local art gallery's website trying to find a link to a certain artist's website, and lo and behold, I stumbled across this picture:



IMMEDIATELY, I noticed a jacket that was familiar to me, belonging to a friend known to a select few as Daniel Hopkins. I then quickly noticed his brother/friend, Jesse Hopkins, as well as my lovely boyfiancé, Sir Kevin Howardshanks. You can see the object of my discovery here:



They's famous, y'all!

delightful sea cow

Turn your volume up!



This is an overload of cuteness!

doug burr

This is a poster for a FREE concert that's going on this Wednesday.



I won't be able to make it because I have youth group on Wednesdays, but I think anyone who can should definitely go. His music is AWESOME. Seriously. Check it out. You can also click on his name in the title to hear some of his music. What what!

I've got ashes on my forehead but don't call me an ash forehead...

Yesterday was Ash Wednesday, which per my Lutheran upbringing, began the 40 days of sacrifice before Easter, or what is commonly called "Lent." I wrote an entry here, so I'm trying not to repeat myself, but tis the season, right? I'm sure I'll say some of the same things.

I enjoy reading other people's thoughts on Lent. Especially grown up Jesus lovers that don't go to a liturgy abiding church. I always find it interesting I guess because I fall into that category, too, and since Lent isn't a biblical command, I like to hear why different people participate.

My friend Kerri (a.k.a. Beyon-K) wrote an entertaining and insightful blog about it, and here's an excerpt:



Here's an excerpt I used last year, but I still really love it and it's a great reminder, not just for this 40 days, but you get the point:



This is Kerri's husband Luke:



Then I just googled "lent blogs" and found some interesting ones. Here are a couple:

Hopeful Imagination is entirely a Lenten blog I found that will have a different author for every day of Lent:



This year I'm giving up coke (see: last years Lent blog and every year to come) and myspace. Possibly some others, but those are my two as of today. I was going to post this on myspace, but......maybe I will after Easter. Who the heck knows?!

I really do like Lent though. I like the mindset it puts me in, though that mindset shouldn't be reserved for just 40 days a year. So many thing are important and there are so many things I'd like to change about myself, so sometimes Lent can seem overwhelming.

This year it's coke and myspace. I guess sacrificial living and caring for others will have to wait until 2008.

humorous via the typewritten word...

There's a website that I sometimes like to read that is updated every Friday. Since I'm a "subscriber," the guy in charge of the website sends out an email every Friday to everyone that subscribes and he usually writes something personally as an intro to the link he includes. Sometimes it's brief, and sometimes it's a few paragraphs. I found last week's pretty amusing, particularly the very last part.


Cute.

18º

This morning....

flash.


neighbors.


driver's seat.


passenger's seat.


On a morning like this, do you:

a. get right along in step with the brisk morning and want to change the world! (or at least be excited about going to work)

or

b. rent every episode of LOST or 24 that you can and stay in bed.

*she asks from her desk at work.