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The Emery

So.  We did it.  We went to the re-opening of The Emery in Cincinnati.  It.  Was.  Amazing.  Cincinnati is incredible, and Mike and I had a great time down there.

We looked snazzy, we shopped at Tiffany’s, and we found a couple of really cool bars before we hit up The Emery.  Mike drank a bourbon beer (which he raved about) and we found a young hip place, too.  Then we went to 20 Below for our tickets, got our programs, of which I WAS A PART OF!

Saw my friend Elyse from high school, met her boyfriend, MET DREW LACHEY, met Justin (also from 98 Degrees), met Tina and Tara, and had a great time.  Over the Rhine was amazing and the dancing and art and just pure glory of it all was moving.  There’s a lot to say, but below are some of the pictures.  🙂

Tina Manchise and Tara Lindsey Gordon, thank you for letting me be involved.  Thank you for making me cry.  Thank you for giving me a chance to be apart of something so wonderful.

The next morning, Mike and I had breakfast in Kentucky and drove to my hometown for my Grandpa Gene’s 81st.  Pictures tomorrow!



Posted by on November 14, 2011 in Daily Happenings


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Long Distance Runaround

Me in the foreground. Loretta, Jenny, and Amy in the back.

I’m so excited right now! I just bought this painting from Douglas Hoover.  And it’s such a good story–our friendship.

When I was in grad school in North Carolina, my darling Carmen decided it would be a good idea to go to the Outerbanks.  And it was–oh it as.  The ride there was awesome–two cars and two ferries, a lot of beer, a lot of laughing.  A lot of seagulls…

All of us--after eating a HUGE meal.

Here we all are.  Jenny looks as though she may hurl.  I think we’d just gotten done stuffing ourselves full at a breakfast place.  It was amazing.

But something really cool happened on the ferry ride over.  You see, Mike and I had just begun our relationship.  I don’t know how much you all know about this, but we started dating on March 19, 2009.  Less than a month later, Mike moved to Pennsylvania to take a job, leaving me in North Carolina to wish that we were still frolicking around on beaches and eating at Kate’s Pancake House.

His birthday is in May, and I thought, “Why not take advantage of the artsy community and get him a painting?”  But I wanted it to be a very special–particular to something he would love.  So I began commissioning.





The vehicles on the boat--I believe one of which is Doug's. Verify?

We wandered around–relatively aimlessly–and made friends with lots of people on the boat.  Jenny made friends with the dogs, people made friends with us b/c we had a ton of beer.  We even made friends with a pirate.  But there was an artist on the boat, and his name is Douglas Hoover.

I don’t quite remember how it happened.  All I remember is that we shared a Yuengling with him, and somehow we got to talking.  I told him I wanted a painting for my boyfriend.  I hadn’t intended on being the subject of the painting, but Doug took some pictures.  He said that he had a lot going on, and that he may not necessarily be able to get to anything right away, but that he would call if he could find a way to do it.  We exchanged phone numbers.  He thank us for the beer.  And all I could hope was that I would hear from him again.




The Kids of the Cabin

So we went on the rest of our trip, and we had a blast.  Random barbecues with folks we’d never see again, exploration, shopping, horse graves.  It was freaking fun.  I drank two-liters of Diet Mountain Dew, and considered a hemp sweatshirt, which Jenny thankfully talked me out of.

And then we made it back to Wilmington, and there were thesis readings to go to, classes to teach, final pieces to turn in.

Mike’s birthday came and went, but you can imagine my surprise when Doug called me that summer and told me that he’d finished my painting.  He emailed me files of it, and I fell in love.  Completely in love.  He was nice enough to send two prints of it (one at my parents’ house, and one at Mike’s currently).

And now I am going to buy the actual painting!  I am so flippin’ excited.


Posted by on March 8, 2011 in Daily Happenings


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Art That I Understand

I spent the past 7 years in an artsy community, where there were “openings” at galleries, and “readings” at galleries, bars, houses.  And I will not lie–I didn’t get it.  Anyone I went to undergrad or grad school knows that I did not do one reading of my own work until the thesis readings, which were required to graduate.  I will say that I enjoyed seeing and hearing the art that my colleagues and friends created, but I will say again, I didn’t always get it.

But I found something–someone–I get.

I get Natasha Wescoat.  I get her art.  I love her art.  She won me over with her “Jeweled Trees” series in 2004, right when I starting to my second year of college, and I was looking madly for art containing trees.  As soon as I saw her paintings, I wanted to live in them.

They were everything that I thought was beautiful.  They still are.  The colors, composition, content, everything is gorgeous to me.  Natasha does everything that keeps me interested in an artist.  I can recognize her work.  I look forward to the new things that she’s doing.  And every time I look at one of her paintings, I see something different.  She also streams her painting, and nothing against Bob Ross, but this is much more interesting.

I follow Natasha on twitter, and won a free print from here.  I chose this:

I’ve actually begun building my bedroom around this painting.  So thanks for that, Natasha.  🙂


Check her out at  She’s pretty amazing.

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Posted by on February 25, 2011 in Daily Happenings


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