Easter Plein Air

I did give Daya an Easter basket this year and- as much as I love doing it, this might be the last time.

I don't think she cares at all; she didn't acknowledge it or say anything to me about it.

She's really weird with holidays- she basically won't have anything to do with them anymore.

I don't know why.  She thinks they're stupid or something.

This is especially a bummer at Christmas.

Yeah, she doesn't even like Christmas.

It's sad.

I would like to have nice holidays together but you can't force someone.

So I guess this is the last Easter basket.

I went to Central Park, hoping to paint my tree, but also aware I might have to look elsewhere.

And yep, some guy had his crap spread out in front of the tree and he was swinging a sword around.

Definitely showing off.

Definitely obnoxious.

The Squirrel of Judgement agreed with me, for once.

There are many rocks in The Ramble and I did a bit of rock climbing.  If nothing else, it is cool to stand on top of a big rock and paint.

8x10 oil

Dru sent the best Easter bunny.

Tacos & Tattoos & Art

Tomorrow is Jane's birthday and we met up today to hang out and just have a good day.

Janae got a final addition to her tattoo, then we went for tacos and then up to the Met.

OH AND THIS IS FANTASTIC.... we were on the bus and it was very crowded.  People needed to move back. Janae yelled at the whole bus to MOVE and, astoundingly, it actually worked. That's mom power for you.  I said "Good job, Mom!" because we are both moms.  And a lady on the bus thought I was actually Janae's daughter!! We'll probably laugh about that forever.

This is the Indian Skies exhibit at The Met.

This is a fly-infested painting!

This was a strange photography exhibit.

And a wonderful exhibit on illustrations from the late 1800s-turn of the century.

We found cool stuff in the Asian wing.

Aren't these fabulous?