Monday, October 31, 2016
Wednesday, October 26, 2016
Friday, October 21, 2016
Measure 97
Reading my trusty Oregon voter's guide. Measure 97. It increases corporate taxes when sales are over 25 million. Right now Oregon charges the least amount of tax for corporations in the nation.
At the same time, I'm seeing all the money those corporations spent on propaganda ads. Selling lots of fear.The handbook says the tax rev goes to schools and senior services.
I love old people and just talking to folks it's easy to see we need MORE education. Lots and lots of dummies banging around. Olive and I make about as much per year combined as one waitron.
Still we have to pay %15 of it to taxes (right out of our tip jar). That doesn't seem fair. Our business is eco friendly and supports small biz, those huge corporations aren't nearly as cool as we are. I'm voting for that measure. I hope folks don't buy into all that goofy radio, internet and tv advertising. They are protecting the racket. Happy voting!
http://oliveanddingo.com/donate/
At the same time, I'm seeing all the money those corporations spent on propaganda ads. Selling lots of fear.The handbook says the tax rev goes to schools and senior services.
I love old people and just talking to folks it's easy to see we need MORE education. Lots and lots of dummies banging around. Olive and I make about as much per year combined as one waitron.
Still we have to pay %15 of it to taxes (right out of our tip jar). That doesn't seem fair. Our business is eco friendly and supports small biz, those huge corporations aren't nearly as cool as we are. I'm voting for that measure. I hope folks don't buy into all that goofy radio, internet and tv advertising. They are protecting the racket. Happy voting!
http://oliveanddingo.com/donate/
Wednesday, October 19, 2016
Tuesday, October 18, 2016
Current paintings up at the Lion's Eye tavern.
Current paintings up at the Lion's Eye tavern.
5919 SE 82nd Ave
Portland, Oregon
Monday, October 17, 2016
Olive had an interesting morning.
So did a workman outside our place. After a mild wind and rain storm we had lots of debris. Many valiant work crews spent the morning un-burying cars and powerlines from thousands of tree branches. One of these crews was working outside our apartment.
Unfortunately one of the men gashed his hand pretty bad on a ladder.
He cried out loudly getting the attention of my mate.
That time of morning, my wife Olive doesn't typically look like a clown.
She looks more like a woman in a Frank Frazetta painting. She is really hot, happy and healthy, her hair is long and she wears flowing gowns that can be pretty much invisible when backlit.
She is amazing.
She ran out to find the man holding his bloody hand wrapped in a dirty rag.
After some coaxing, she convinced him to come into the house.
He had no idea she was a clown...that is until they walked into our house.
Our livingroom is not set up for guests. It's a clown prop storage vault.
He was understandably creeped out by the room but happy to let the gorgeous gal fix his mit.
His wound needed gauze. We wasted our gauze supply on crafting so Olive made due with about 50 tiny bandaids strung together. Less like a bandage and more like a necklace.
Did I mention that this fellow hardly spoke any English and Olive speaks no Spanish? Yeah that was a thing.
She worked on him as he cautiously looked around at the creepy clown props stored on all the walls.
He spied my big boots by the door and then really freaked out "Husband???"
Olive said, "Yes my man is in the next room but it's alright."
That was it for him, he split out of the apartment holding his hand full of wadded up children's bandages and thanking her in the most polite broken English possible.
We were very thankful for the men working on our town.
I was wondering if he had ever seen the Munsters. He ran away from us like the towns people on that show. I bet he had a crazy story to tell his colleagues.
Thanks guys!
http://oliveanddingo.com/
Unfortunately one of the men gashed his hand pretty bad on a ladder.
He cried out loudly getting the attention of my mate.
That time of morning, my wife Olive doesn't typically look like a clown.
She looks more like a woman in a Frank Frazetta painting. She is really hot, happy and healthy, her hair is long and she wears flowing gowns that can be pretty much invisible when backlit.
She is amazing.
She ran out to find the man holding his bloody hand wrapped in a dirty rag.
After some coaxing, she convinced him to come into the house.
He had no idea she was a clown...that is until they walked into our house.
Our livingroom is not set up for guests. It's a clown prop storage vault.
He was understandably creeped out by the room but happy to let the gorgeous gal fix his mit.
His wound needed gauze. We wasted our gauze supply on crafting so Olive made due with about 50 tiny bandaids strung together. Less like a bandage and more like a necklace.
Did I mention that this fellow hardly spoke any English and Olive speaks no Spanish? Yeah that was a thing.
She worked on him as he cautiously looked around at the creepy clown props stored on all the walls.
He spied my big boots by the door and then really freaked out "Husband???"
Olive said, "Yes my man is in the next room but it's alright."
That was it for him, he split out of the apartment holding his hand full of wadded up children's bandages and thanking her in the most polite broken English possible.
We were very thankful for the men working on our town.
I was wondering if he had ever seen the Munsters. He ran away from us like the towns people on that show. I bet he had a crazy story to tell his colleagues.
Thanks guys!
http://oliveanddingo.com/
Saturday, October 15, 2016
Tuesday, October 11, 2016
Monday, October 10, 2016
Wednesday, October 05, 2016
Monday, October 03, 2016
Rip no Twinkle
Just finished this.
"Rip"
two feet wide by two feet tall, made of canvas and acrylic paint.. Painted by me over about a week while listening to a lot of Ween, eating pop corn and not sleeping enough.$130. The canvas cost $65 so I feel great having doubled the value of the painting. Here's to it increasing in value even more as time goes on. Over 150 rubber chicken paintings since 2005 and they are all over the country. I love visiting the scenarios every time I paint.
This night time rubber chicken piece goes with the painting I finished yesterday "Yo Baba Yaga".
"Rip"
two feet wide by two feet tall, made of canvas and acrylic paint.. Painted by me over about a week while listening to a lot of Ween, eating pop corn and not sleeping enough.$130. The canvas cost $65 so I feel great having doubled the value of the painting. Here's to it increasing in value even more as time goes on. Over 150 rubber chicken paintings since 2005 and they are all over the country. I love visiting the scenarios every time I paint.
This night time rubber chicken piece goes with the painting I finished yesterday "Yo Baba Yaga".
Saturday, October 01, 2016
Yo Baba Yaga
If you have a problem, if no one else can help, and if you can catch the hut on rubber chicken legs....maybe you can seek council from"Yo Baba Yaga"
( 22"X28", acrylic on canvas (glitter).
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