Tiny Tuesday!

nickel provided to show scale of small canvas

Mountain Man, acrylic on canvas, 2023/24

Another of my tiny bottle cap paintings. This cap is from the Wasatch Brewing Company and features the state shape of Utah. It’s the only one I have, likely given to me by David and/or Geri.

Today’s my brother David’s birthday. He has spent many decades of his life hiking, climbing, camping, and living among the mountain ranges of Colorado, Utah, and Nevada.

Happy birthday, David! Much love from all the humans and canines at Houndstooth Hall. Come see us–there’s always a brew in the fridge for you. (And birthday cake. Banana pudding. Or all of the above. Maybe not at the same time.)

6 thoughts on “Tiny Tuesday!”

  1. It’s my party and I’ll take cerveza and banana pudding, if I want to. Maybe throw in some of Sister Debry’s shortberry straw cake, too. Pass the chocolate cake and vanilla ice cream, while yer at it!

  2. Where does David live now? Do you see much of each other?

    And do you still create the bottle top paintings? I have some in my kitchen drawer that I have never gotten round to sending to you.

    1. Yes, I do still do them. I’d love to have them.

      David lives in Nevada. We haven’t seen him since… 2018? Maybe? I’m sure we’d have gone there or he’d have come here, but the pandemic changed everything. We’re hoping we can see him again SOON.

      1. My dad was a bit like that with his sister – and and they only lived 350 miles apart. It’s difficult when families are so spread out, but at least modern tech means you can see as well as hear each other.

        1. My father and his only sister (they had two other brothers) lived across the state from each other, so an easy drive of a few hours. However, I remember one time when we drove through there (after visiting family in Mississippi from Mother’s side of the family) and we stopped at her house, no one answered the door. We knew full well she was at home, but sometimes, even in the deep South, one is just not up for a family visit. The heat, the need to make conversation, the enduring your youngest niece banging on the piano… It’s just too much today.

          No hard feelings, and it makes me laugh to this day.

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