A few from our Choo-Choo Special last Saturday-

The Crew:
A big shout-out to Kim & Jennifer. Lovely assistant Kim Barton found this real CVX locomotive to play on. My credo: Easier (faster, too!) to ask forgiveness than
 permission

Come play with us at the Choo-Choo this Sunday!

Call (recommended) or email- This is going to fill quickly.
Would like to tell you we're so over the top on props, we haul our 1956 caboose out just for this special. Would be lying, though. It is, however, just a few doors down from the studio at 1009 Desoto Avenue. The Caboose Look for the dinosaur across the street (not lying).

Choo-Choo Special this Sunday in downtown OS!

That's right, no enduring weeks of Spring Special type promo! Thought we'd just spring this one on you~ as a little surprise.  Will be following up later tonight with more details. If you are pretty sure you want to take part, shoot me an email with an AM/PM preference. Pretty sure this will fill quickly.

Engineer hats & red bandanas- We provide the official gear! 
Just show up in denim jeans or overalls, & a solid tee (do like the way this little guy rocks the chambray workshirt, though).
Our Tutu Special will be within the next two weeks; still, little girl engineers are encouraged to apply.

Back in the Saddle

Keep your ear to the ground. Word is, there are couple of specials coming up. The really special kind...

Tutu's

Choo-Choos

Mrs. L.V. Hull

L.V. Hull

So I read today that her work is being- at last- noticed! 

A show this year at the Lauren Rogers Gallery. Collectors are beginning to sell it.

Not me.  Kosciusko isn't on the way to anything I'm aware of.  When I went to visit Mrs. Hull, I always drove up with that year's cache of Mardi Gras beads, and came away with a carload of art (including cafeteria plates and c.d.'s--she painted on everything). But it was all incidental to the experience of Mrs. Hull. I couldn't part with a thing. She loved company- and why not stay awhile, when you've bothered to make the trip to Kosciusko? 

Kosciusko's other "native daughter" is Oprah Winfrey, by the way, and Mrs. Hull didn't have much good to say about her. Never got to the bottom of that. The last time I visited, she was on oxygen most of the time, and I ran a few errands... changed light bulbs, made a grocery run for her. 

She died in April of 2008. I found out the day of her funeral, too late to make it, so I made these little altars around my house. Just found these images tucked away in a backup hard drive. 

From YouTube: 'The Artist LV Hull'

Navigating the Choppy Waters of Medicine, Insurance & Law: An Occasional Adventure

Quoting chapter & verse from my recently updated website:

"Lisa, as of summer 2011, is on sabbatical, after a dust-up with a drunk driver on I-10 (well, two drunk drivers). "Sabbatical" is an awfully civilized term for simply not being able to do the things that are self-defining… Photography, running, kayaking, in my case (yes, this is Lisa- first person). I'm told I am not much fun to be around as a convalescent, so expect a very motivated Physical Therapy patient- and a speedy return to normalcy- or what passes for it here-the fun kind!

There's a link to my blog on this site, and we'll keep you posted there- maybe even put up some of the personal work I don't usually have time to play with. Stay tuned..."

So you made it to the blog...

Let's begin at the beginning. I like my attorney & his staff a lot, but his building- well, the building just rocks:

Convenient Gulfport beachfront location

One-stop shopping!

Well-appointed offices.

Thirsty work, this. I keep it to iced coffee. Salute' is on first floor.

Immediate Attention-getter

A Beautiful Senior from one of my favorite families...

And she has big plans for the future...  Though her graduation was briefly in doubt when her cap & gown were locked in the studio. We'd stepped out in the garden to shoot a few, and the studio door just- locked.  No reason. Keys inside. Graduation an hour away, and she still had to drive to the coliseum.

This kid kept a cool head, as I raced across town in search of more keys.

And it all ended happily. Whew. 
Happy Graduation, Gabby!