Yellowhorse Trading Post
Digital painting based on photo
abt 20 by 15 inches
2006
J Kearns
Detail below.
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The original photo is below.
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At first glance there doesn’t look like a lot of difference, but there is. Quite a bit. Took several photos during the trip last October that I have been planning to paint but was working on the Hanford series and hadn’t gotten around to it. This actually wasn’t one of them but it caught my eye when I was going through looking for the several I had in mind to work on.
Take another look at the building on the right. One doesn’t notice immediately but the exterior looks like it must be a false front. The windows drop below what would appear to be the bottom of the building. As best as I can tell from my photo the building is raised off the ground. Even if it isn’t raised off the ground and is on a bed that’s now colored the same as the soil about, the windows drop below what would be the base of the building. Something I hadn’t noticed when we were there.
I do have another one of Yellowhorse I want to paint, the photo with the truck at the bottom of this post, but I probably won’t get to it for a while as I did this instead.
We were there at sunset and the blues in the sky were incredible. One reason I liked this photo also was because of the inverted triangle in the middle of the pole and its wires going down and intersecting with the sharp horizontal lines of the “Welcome to Yellowhorse” sign and its arrow.
Now for a mundane catching up on not much of anything kind of post. Swore to myself I wouldn’t write about our kind of miserable couple of weeks here but it’s like garbage cluttering the brain that has to get chucked out.
I’m still congested from the cold though doing better with it today. Then my stomach got me this week, which I thought was probably allergy. But Thursday morning H.o.p. woke up, said he wasn’t feeling well, described feeling very much as I had been feeling for a couple of days, and then promptly started vomiting all over the new futon, which I guess required a christening. Of course, on the day that H.o.p. is vomiting I had some work come in that had to be done then and some other inquiries. I was back and forth from the computer, running to help H.o.p. in the bathroom each time he woke up and headed for it, holding back his hair while he stood there and bravely puked. And he was quite brave about it. He gets the stomach flu so rarely that it’s freaked him out in the past but this time he was very stoic about it and and even managed to give a pathetic grin a couple times, saying he was getting all better because he was getting rid of the bad stuff (that’s what his dad had told him and he took it to heart), though later he just looked at me with weary eyes and said, “I hate vomit. I wish vomit had never been invented.” We were concerned. Actually, I was near frantic inside and got exceptionally terse with some of my email correspondence, but he stopped vomiting by 4 pm, then slept a while and was all perky in the evening and up for a viewing of “North by Northwest” which we went through sometimes scene by scene. I believe I first saw the film when I was six, at a Drive-Inn Theater, and I was hoping H.o.p. would be as impressed with it as I was as a child.
I read on some other blogs about a nasty stomach flu going around right now that has people puking for several days so if that’s what we came down with I count ourselves lucky that H.o.p. was only stuck in the bathroom for one day.
Friday, H.o.p. was back to being merry and energetic and eating just fine and the congestion from his cold now seems to be completely gone which is good as it’s a busy week coming up with a sort of family reunion, all the siblings and their kids in town and planning on getting together several times. I still sound like I’m talking through pillows. But it’s a lot better than it was.
I need to start taking vitamin C and I keep swearing I will but always forget. I almost have H.o.p. convinced that vitamins might be good for him as well, but he’s still spitting them out saying they taste horrible.
And because it couldn’t hurt, I cleaned out the filters in the air purifiers Which were an inch deep in nasty dust sludge. Freaking amazing how much dust they catch and how this place is still always thick with dust despite them.
In the meanwhile, a black hole manifested in the apartment that sucked up the camera H.o.p. uses. Usually such black holes only take earrings and socks, which never again appear, and the occasonal something else that appears a week later. This time it took the digital camera H.o.p. uses for his videos. Here we had the new bookcases and I had a place for the camera on them so it was always visible. And then it disappeared. There are only so many places to look in the apartment and I’ve searched it four times over and find it nowhere. H.o.p. insists he wasn’t using it and hasn’t a clue where it might have gone to. Of course he wants to make videos and has looked all around for it as well. I’m supposing it will turn up somewhere in here. But when?
It’s 6 am and I’m ready for more sleep but H.o.p. has already been up for a couple of hours drawing more storyboards, because he crashed real early last night. He’s already pulled an April Fool’s prank. Told me he had gotten chili all over some books (which I knew was impossible) but I went to look and he laughed over his joke of having placed cans of chili on them. “April Fool!” Now he is eager for me to pull an April Fool’s prank. I told him it would take me a while for me to think of one. He waited thirty seconds then asked if I’d come up with it yet.
I got around to nothing I planned on doing this past week.
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