A friend of mine who is into music, got me some info that I had not yet seen on Steely Dan boards.
Peter Jones is publishing a full book about the life of Donald Fagen.
Being I have heard nothing about it, I hesitate to recommend it, but I will be watching what happens around September 13th.
Is it the same things we hear about all the time, or is there something new that is worth the large investment.
You can make up your own mind by checking it out on Amazon, HERE.
My Dad's side of the family were truly 1st Generation Americans.
Only the oldest had been born in Italy. The other 7 were Americans.
As many 1st Generation Americans, they did what they could, and sometimes that entailed becoming a seamstress. Especially the unmarried women of the family.
Before the United States outsourced everything to foreign countries, we did it here and our uneducated 1st Generation American's took on the task.
My Aunt was a seamstress and when she retired she was allowed to take home the Singer Sewing Machine that she had used.
It looked just like this one.
I don't know if she used it, but I distinctly remember seeing it in the kitchen area of the second floor.
They had finished their basement with a dining table and full kitchen, so the original kitchen was not used as a kitchen much.
I found it interesting that of all places, this was part of the immigrant Jewish experience.
My Water Post For Today.
Lake Ontario always surprises.
This is a point of land, just to the West of the Stands.
We were taking photos at the picnic tables by Rudy's and I caught this one.
Someone has a boat sitting on the edge of the water, but hey, it's their land.
I hope you enjoy.
When we went to the Skirball, we then made a stop at Brett's Deli in Northridge.
Instead of a cup of Matzo Ball Soup, I motioned a cup, but said the word bowl. Opps!
As you can see, it was the biggest Matzo Ball I have ever seen.
I ate about half the ball and then took the rest home for lunch another day.
I had a bagel and lox along with the soup, so that is why I ate so little.
It was great, by the way.
Joey DeFranscesco of the Joey DeFranscesco Trio died on Thursday. He was only 51.
My Husband and I saw him perform twice in 2008. Once at the Nokia and once at the Honda Center, as the opening act before Steely Dan.
Thank you for your music.
While my Son was in town, we decided to get new cell phones.
They came on Wednesday and this is the first photo I have taken with the new camera.
Take it for what it is. Me and Makenna.
She is never happy posing for a photo.
Enjoy.
I was doing some genealogy the other day and I found in my notebook of notes, this photo of my Husband and his Father.
I have very little in the way of pictures of my Son's grandfather, so I was happy to see it.
The photo was taken sometime in the mid 40's, when my Husband was maybe 2 or 3 years old.
I love the difference in what people wore in those days.
Very cute photo.
On the walkway to the Skirball, they have a bench and a sign.
I stopped to check it out.
What is said is that when going to a cemetery, you leave a small stone to remember your deceased loved one.
I have learned to do this, over the years of our marriage.
I have never seen it explained to me before and next time we visit the Skirball, I will have to bring a stone to throw in the bottom of the rock stream.
For those who have passed during this Pandemic.
On the second to last day of my Son's visit, I offered to bring the family down to the Skirball Center, for an exhibit on Jewish Deli's in America.
It's called "I'll Have What She's Having" The Jewish Deli.
As people who have eaten much deli food over the years, I thought it would be an interesting thing to see.
My Husband and I have been to the Skirball before and so it was a very easy trip down the 405.
The exhibit was smaller than I expected, but it was fun to walk through.
It felt like LA was not represented, except for Canter's and Langer's.
Oh well...
We then walked through the permanent exhibit of Jewish history in America.
That is where this photo was taken.
Afterwards, we went to Brett's Deli in Northridge for lunch.
A good end to a Jewish Deli experience.
My Water Post For Today.
We didn't get anywhere near water, so here is another look at one of my favorite places: Glacier Bay.
I appreciate the fact that on this image, there are not many people hanging over the side.
Not like it ever gets very warm there, but this was taken early in the morning.
You can just feel the cold.
I hope you enjoy.
So what did the workshop do regarding the fact that we were indoors during this Pandemic?
Basically the spacing of the tables and the fact that we only had 1 or 2 people to a table, seemed to be the only thing that we did, to remain "safe"
By the way, the 1st photo is of the organizer of the workshop, Kevin.
A wonderful man.
I wore my mask for the first day and a half and then, when we started to add the Gold Leaf to the Icon, I had to take it off and that just got too weird.
So after that, I had it with me, but left it off.
I did (for the most part) social distance, as best I could from others.
I ate outside in the shade, at some tables they have for people to eat lunch at.
It was actually a chance for me to switch gears and give my eyes a rest.
The others ate at tables in the other side of the hall. I felt, for the most part, it was too much togetherness. Though I made an exception on the final day and ate with the others.
If I get COVID-19, so be it.
My Icon is not yet totally done, but we took a group photo about Noon on Friday.
It was a fun week, but I could not finish the Icon, because it got too late. My eyes can't deal with fine detail after 4PM.
I will finish the little details in class next month.
The roses did come out stunning, by the way.
I will show it off, another day.
First off, I have NO IDEA why I have all that blue on her outfit.
I hope a later veil will help this.
Otherwise, I will be fixing it on Friday.
I got a lot done on her on Thursday, so I am happy.
We finish her up today. Yay!
To say I am totally exhausted, is a lie. I am wiped out.
Maybe we will spend a little time with my Son this weekend, as a change of pace.
Boy, what an exhausting day 3.
I left early on Tuesday, to work on my Thesis and so I was behind, starting the day.
The lines took all morning to draw in. 3 hours.
When I got to the beginning of painting her, it went much quicker.
I got First Light and First Veil done on her and I LOVE the color of the roses.
Obviously, there will be more to come.
2 days to go.
In icon painting, paint is laid down from dark to light, from coarse grain to fine.
Here is the base color, roshkrish, over the entire icon. The flesh is painted with a mixture called sankir which is a greenish brown.
I did not stay around to redraw the lines in black, but I will do that tomorrow.
I was glad to add the bright colors to the Icon.
St. Therese is going to be stunning, with her bouquet of roses.
