John and I hung two paintings this evening, actually lithographs of paintings by Ruby the Phoenix Zoo elephant. I'm proud of myself, I got them perfectly lined up with only one correction necessary. We couldn't decide on whether to align them or offset them artistically. Symmetry won over artistry. Voila, the first art we purchased as a young married couple:
Looks like an elephant did it, yes? We like them, though. And they're quite attractive up close although I'm not sure the unbalanced light and slightly wobbly photograph convey this.
I'm buying more artwork soon. Denise Rehse, my best friend, is a brilliant photographer and I'm entranced by her classic car photos. She has one that is pure line and form, a deep, glossy, purple gradient bisected by gleaming chrome. It's actually a closeup of a headlight and part of a grill, but it's not immediately evident. Mostly what you see is this glorious Art Deco composition.
Last week's visit to Filoli is still on my mind. I'm craving another look at some of those roses, and the one or two areas I passed over quickly in my haste to see the whole garden. On Saturday I have to go to the lab in Palo Alto and get blood drawn so my doctor can determine if I've brought my cholesterol levels into line. I just may wander by Filoli afterwards since I'm down in that area anyway. Perhaps I'll stop by Woolworth's, instead, and get some more purple marguerites. They're doing very well on my windy back porch.
I saw my doctor on Thursday, ostensibly to follow up on the cholesterol issue, but no one reminded me I have to fast for 12 hours before getting blood drawn so I just collected my paperwork and chatted with him. He's very impressed that I've kept off the six pounds I lost last year right after finding out I had such a high cholesterol level. Yes sir, one week, six pounds, and then I went back to my usual habits of eating so I didn't lose any more. Though I didn't completely backslide. I really did give up most of my bad foods for anything but special occasions. I think that's what's kept the pounds off. Lord knows it isn't because I've taken up exercising again. If I lost seven more pounds I'd be ultra psyched. It would put me under, uh, a very big number. At any rate, I'm dieting for a week to see if I can exhibit that much willpower. Just seven pounds, that's all I ask....
I like elephant paintings. I don't want to keep looking like one myself.
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