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A painting of the Grand Canyon by artist Aaron Schuerr.


Among the pantheon of notable public television personalities, Bob Ross easily ranks alongside the likes of Mr. Rogers and Elmo as a star who is almost universally loved and respected by the public. Despite being famous the world over for his balmy, soothing demeanor, his show The Joy of Painting, and his amazing ‘fro, we know surprisingly little about arguably one of the best known artists in modern times.

An en plein aire painting by Judy Nakari from the Toscana Studio and Gallery.

Filmmaker Zach King of Final Cut King, who is widely known for his amazing optical illusions, has created the film short “I fell in love with a painting.” King portrays a man in a painting who comes alive and presents a vase of flowers to a very appreciative “Girl With a Pearl Earring” (played by Rachel King).

Paint Dipping

This mental palate cleanser – watching stuff get dipped in swirled paint – is extremely satisfying to watch.

Pic of the Day – 8/30/16

Synethesia paintings of music by artist Melissa McCracken: Radiohead’s “Karma Police.”

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Pic of the Day – 8/28/16

Synethesia paintings of music by artist Melissa McCracken: Radiohead’s “Lucky.”

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Pic of the Day – 8/26/16

Synethesia paintings of music by artist Melissa McCracken: Smashing Pumpkins’ “Tonight Tonight.”

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Pic of the Day – 8/24/16

Synethesia paintings of music by artist Melissa McCracken: Soulive’s “Interlude 2.”

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Nuevas Botas Vaqueras

Another day in Tecate. I saw an article recently about hand-painted signage and how it’s a dying art. Hand-painted signs are everywhere in Tecate; in fact, it’s hard to spot a printed sign. I’ll be taking more pictures, but I don’t want to look like too much of a dork taking pictures of everything. We even walked past a guy expertly hand-painting the writing on a street curb. Should have gotten pics of that. This political sign is directly across from the dentist’s office. The kerning of the “parati” SO upsets me.


Stopped at the panaderia and got more goodies. I’ve been dreaming about those red velvet doughnuts since our last visit, but they weren’t there this time! BAROO! Here’s what we did nab: a cream-filled eclair and a cruller for Rich, plus a coconut doughnut and a parchment-wrapped date muffin for me.


Here’s a mural just down the street from the panaderia:


This time we tried a restaurant on the plaza so we could sit outside. It was a terribly windy day, with powerful Santa Ana winds blowing from the east and kicking up dirt devils. The restaurant’s food quality wasn’t up to our expectations. Live and learn.


We’ll be sticking with Taqueria Los Amigos from now on for food. However, this was a great place to sit in the shade of enormous trees and people-watch with a cold beer in a frosted mug. Rich got suckered into paying for not one, but two songs from Rene Gonzalez, this charming mariachi. “For your wife.”

This was edited down to cut out most of the annoying background noise from the wind. There was also a pair of street musicians playing some sort of hybrid Persian/Lakotah music and singing:

Then we went back to that western wear store I’d spotted before. I have a 26-year-old pair of gorgeous Larry Mahan boots with a cactus theme on a white background and black bottoms. All hand-made. I don’t wear them very much anymore, because a seam presses into a bone spur I have directly below each ankle bone on the outside. It can be excruciatingly painful. Used to be a problem when I was skating, too. I had a collection of soft foam “cookies” I’d stuff down the boot to pad the spot.

So the idea was to try on some boots and see if I could find a pair that felt comfortable on the bone spur. Something I could wear every day. First, some views of the inside of the shop:




They have boots in every imaginable color and material, including not just cowhide but also deer, mule, ostrich, snake, stingray, and either alligator or crocodile. As it turns out, not all this stuff is allowable back in the U.S. For snake, it depends on what kind. Alligator is regulated, and crocodile is protected. For ostrich, the customs lady said she’d have to call HQ to make sure. There were a couple pair of alligator/crocodile(?) boots that included the raised “spine” running down the back of the heel, or down the front of the toe, ending in a wicked point. Drug lord boots.

I ended up with these square-toed boots with black suede heels and toes, dark purple saddle, and light purple uppers with a wonderful stitching detail:


My birthday present.

And they’re SUPER comfortable! Got home and walked Cisco in them right away to start breaking them in. They’ve also got these great rubberized and textured soles so they’re not as slippery as most cowboy boots.

“You didn’t get any pastries for me?!?”


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