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R. Moretti

I have some small scale reverse glass paintings by R. Moretti that I just adore.

Both are rural Italian scenes, a farm house in the background. I used to having these little gems beside my bed, when we lived in the city. I’m guessing they made a subconscious impact on us, since now we are people that have a town and country life. With all the heavy clads it reminds me of the end of summer, and beginning of the autumn is looming in the horizon.

I love how the artist made use of the light just breaking through the clouds, and the detail is amazing for such a small painting. One has touches of orange, indicating the poppies that are still in bloom. The other has a creek with a waterfall, with light bouncing on the rocks. I just love how paintings take us out of existence in this time and space, then transports us to another location. Well, of course, you have to be willing to use your imagination.

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Baby Goats

“Every mans can tell how many goats or sheep he possesses, but not how many friends.” Marcus Tullius Cicero

The babies are staying in the breezeway until they are bigger. If I put them in the pasture, they can wiggle under the gate. We don’t want that to happen.

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Fawn McNeill

“…and then, I have nature and art and poetry, and if that is not enough, what is enough?” Vincent Van Gogh

One of my favorite artists (of our modern age), that paints scenes of nature, is Fawn Mc Neill, she see’s and transfers her vision on canvas so beautifully. I unfortunately, only own one of her paintings, but it is one that I see everyday. IMG_0198.jpg

I love flowers, and this is perfect to see first thing in the morning to remind me that it’s going to be a great day. Fresh cut flowers die, but flowers on canvas life for eternity. I life the face that she add the leaves of the flower as contrast to the stark pink. It’s magnificent!

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Maryanne Jacobsen

“Great things are done by a series of small things brought together.” Vincent Van Gogh

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Maryanne Jacobsen is one of the few artists that I only own one piece of art from her body of works. I love this romantic piece in my living room. As the beautiful model takes her time in the garden to tend to her flowers. She is dressed in a vintage or antique dress with a red ribbon in her hair, and tends to red flowers, and finally there is a giant red bow on her back. Maryanne is directing our eyes to specific locations of the painting. Our subconscious mind looks at the red first, and then travels all over the painting. Her placement of the red in a triangle makes the most of canvas. Maryanne wants us to look at the at details and the nuances of the work.

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Ode to My Husband

“For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.” Judy Garland

As we approach 20 years of marriage I want to tell you all how wonderful my husband is…First, I can’t believe it has been almost 20 years. We met on Yahoo, while I was working in the Museum and he worked at the Lab. We chatted in a chat room often, and ironically enough we basically were doing what young people do now, typing to each other everyday…kind of recapping our day to each other. We then moved on to emailing, and finally started talking on the phone. By the time we were talking on the phone, I was living in San Francisco. We finally met at the clipper ships, and each of us had a gift for each other. I had a wizard for him, since his name online was “Merlin” (the wizard in Camelot). My online name was Contessa Grigia, which just mean Countess Gray. He purchased a giant black teddy bear that was in a giant red gift bag.

We met at 10am, because we wanted to make sure we would get the most out of our day, and just in case we didn’t like each other, we wouldn’t waste our day. We had a great time, we not only laughed, but we talked, about everything and anything. We even went to the grocery store and made spaghetti together. I never had so much fun on my first date!

We met in person in the month of March, and we were married in September. We were married at my church in San Francisco, and I moved to Oakland. We always loved taking long country rides in the Toyota. Sometimes we were quiet during the ride, and sometimes we would not stop talking there was never a point when we forced each other to talk or be quiet, we just let it happen. We rode our bikes all over Berkeley, and took long walks through the Oakland hills. We got our geek on when we created websites together, and we even had web rings, which really geeky people will remember.  We won all kinds of awards for our websites too. We purchased codes that we had on our website, available for people. We worked on 3D puzzles together that would take up our whole dining room table.  The whole time we would go in and out of talking and being quiet, just concentrating.

Since his parents lived right across the street we would go to their house every Sunday for dinner. We would all watch “Funny Videos”, and when 9PM would roll around we would go home, and the perfume of faux orange would be hang in the air. To this day the smell of that flower reminds me of walking home from across the street. We had so many wonderful dinners and conversations at that old house.

We had our first child, Sergio. His name was the one that Roberto always longed for, and Sergio was the name of the nemesis of Cesarina when she worked with the Ferrari family. He was the meaner kid that always gave Cesarina a hard time. After she waxed the floor, he slide through the fresh wax and screwed up the whole hallway. She had to start all over again. Roberto and I had a two reference books that we called “owners manuals”, when something was questionable we would ask “Where is the owners manual?” We would take our giant stroller down to College Avenue and collect beanie babies for Sergio. We went a little crazy with that whole collection. I mean really, it’s almost embarrassing. It was just so much fun at the time.

Roberto lost his father, and it was the first time he ever lost someone so close to him. I had to make the phone call to him to come home from work. It was a tough time for him and his mother, but they handled it was dignity and grace.

Roberto and I renovated our house in anticipation for our second child, we hired an architect, and interviewed several construction people. We finally got all the permits and finalized our decisions for the house, and then I was too pregnant for renovation. We had to wait until Sabrina was a little older. We decided it would have been too much dust for a little baby. Finally, it came time to start the house, and it was a HUGE deal. Not only were we building on, but also digging out the basement to make it larger. We were going from 1100 to 3500 square feet. Everyday, we had to clean up with the kids, and get ready for the next day. It was exhausting for both of us. Roberto was the finisher for the house. He built all the crown molding in the house. He had the tool made, and then he milled each and every piece of molding that went into the house. He cut every sheet of hand painted paper for the ceiling, and even fired me when I couldn’t hold still while holding the paper. He replaced me with a cardboard box on top of a ladder. LOL! True story!

Those country drives were marriage savers, and Roberto would encourage me to go to the movies with my girlfriends. He would stop at antique stores that were on our way to obscure places. We would take our chances, and take our time. He would be outside sometime pushing the stroller, and I would go in the stores.

We have had tough times too, just like everyone else. Cesarina was never easy to get along with, and would often try to start problems between the two of us. She got cancer, and we took care of her. Then we had my dad come live with us for 10 months, and he was an instigator too. I mean with parents, reconstruction, and everything else…we are married for life!

Marriage is hard work, it’s compromise when you want your own way. It is understanding when the other needs your compassion. Everyday, he kissed me before we say “good night”, every morning for the last 20 years we kiss before someone leaves. Even when we have been pissed off with each other, we always end our evening with a kiss. It was part of our contract that we had with each other before we ever got married. Part of our contract was never ever say “I will divorce you.” Neither of us have ever said the word to each other. Part of our agreement was Never say the word unless we are really going to end our marriage.

My husband is the hardest working man I have ever known. Willing to do whatever it takes to get things done. It may be loud at times, but after he it’s off his chest he doesn’t bring it up again. We never hold our past against each other either. What has happened, has happened, we can’t change it, why linger over something that can’t be changed? It’s been a wonderful 20 years, and I hope we have another 20 years together. A destination winery, with all of our other dreams unfolding as well. We have one child that is in college, and one is a senior in high school. Our children are wonderful human beings, and I am ever so grateful that we found each other and created such loving children.

Thank you Roberto for making my life so much better with you being a part of it! I love you, and am so gad we stated “talking” to each other so long ago! We’ve been through so much…2 children, 2 renovations, 6 dogs, 25 goats, 100 chickens, 27 ducks, 3 miniature donkeys, 2 cows, 30 scooters, 3 trains,  7 apartment complexes, 5 websites, 100’s of pieces of art, and one giant ass move! Plus, all our new adventures and a destination winery.

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Shoes for a Day

I get that people think that owning a winery and having a farm is so romantic. It is also a lot of work, every single day…no holidays. The animals have to have food and water everyday, so no getting sick and just staying in bed. You have to get your ass up out of bed and feed and water everyone. So, when the kids go back to school, I go back to having several jobs everyday.

My day starts in my moccasins, and you may be able to see that I have hay inside my shoes. One thing I have learned about hay, it’s like sand in many ways, it ends up in areas that you wouldn’t expect. I don’t like to go barefoot, I never have. I put my moccasins on first thing in the morning. I have to have my coffee, read my paper on my iPad and discuss what is going to happen for the day with my husband. He usually leaves a little earlier than I do. I have the pleasure of taking care of all the animals.

Next up, my cowboy boots. When I first moved to the county, I was one of those people that said “I’m not going to wear cowboy boots and become some cliche.” Well, guess what? I do wear them, and they are really comfortable. I really mean it, they are comfortable enough to wear all day. In fact there have been days that I do wear them all day. They are great for gong through the tall grass, just in case there are some snakes. The boots are not going to stop a rattlesnake, but I would have a better chance of survival with these on instead of my other shoes. Plus, there are hills and the hay doesn’t easily get inside the boots, unlike my moccasins.

My Gucci loafers are the most comfortable shoes I own, and some days I have to stand all day long. Pouring wine at events or going to conferences these are my preferred shoes. I have pumps, but I have learned the hard way that wearing pumps at a winery is tiring. If you have to go to another winery, you may have to cross a huge area of all rocks and gravel or even dirt. I just play it safe now and wear some comfortable loafers.

When I get back home, I take off my loafers and get right back into my old moccasins. Ive had these things for years, and until they are worn out on the bottom, I have not plans to replace them.

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Old Venice

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This particular small pen and ink of Old Venice is one of my favorites. I purchased this from an obscure little antique shop, one day when I was out traveling around the SF Bay area. I’m not sure if the piece reminds me of the day or I just get swept up in the visual imperfections. I do remember that it was raining that day, and the kids had a minimum day (meaning they would get out early), so I went on a mission of discovery in the local antique shops. I got so caught up in looking, I was almost late for pick up time.

As far as the art work, I love that the artist uses only a few colors to tell the story. Relics in the foreground, with a couple waiting or enjoying the view of St. Marco across the lagoon. The reflection of the city in the water tells us that the water is still. Which may also reveal that this is probably spring, and still cold outside.