Sunday, March 28, 2010

Cactus crisis and a wild ride in Tijuana

After the funeral last Sunday and a long week of preparations we were finally ready to leave Phoenix. We were all packed up and heading out the door when Phoebe brushed her hand across a cactus and covered it in no less than 6000 hair like needles. My brother, Duncan and I sprung to action and attempted to carefully pull them off... thus getting them stuck into our own hands and all over our clothes. After minimal progress we looked online and went about trying duct tape to remove them. A good idea, but only moderately sucessful (and painful to push the tape down!). Finally, Duncan coated our hands in elmers wood glue. As we sat drying them in the Phoenix sunshine we noticed that the glue was soothing our sore hands and peeling it off dry pulled out nearly all the needles!! It was brilliant! Thank you Duncan!
I've been attempting to catch up on work all week. Here are a couple of images from the film I'm working on, "Final Resting Place"...





The Small Press Idol competition is moving on to Round 2 shortly. Be sure to sign up here so you can vote for "The People that Melt in The Rain"!!

Yesterday Mike and I headed down to Mexico again. This time because Mike needed a biopsy done and for uninsured artists our own country is WAY out of our price range. We hopped into a cab and cruised through Tijuana, which is a really nice city if you get away from the tourist areas and "la linea". As we careened along our cab driver decided to practice his English on us (which was quite good). He began to tell us about his terrible traffic accident in which he injured his legs, chest and his brain which needed surgery. I groped about causally looking for a seatbelt which didn't exist,but then... we were there. Anyway if you're down in Tijauna and using "Taxi Libre", be sure to ask for Victor!!!

Thursday, March 18, 2010

Preparations

I spent today working on this.....



Rev. James S. Watson, passed away on March 13, 2010, at Shea Hospital, in Phoenix, Arizona. He was a resident Phoenix for the last 13 years and a part-time resident of Waterville, Maine for 39 years. He died of pnemonia and was 71 years old.
Born in Louisville, Co. on January 14, 1939, James grew up in various coal mining towns in Colorado,New Mexico and Wyoming and attended the University of New Mexico. He also graduated from Union Seminary in New York City. He married Marjorie Norton-Taylor in 1966 and together they raised three children on Long Island, New York. He was a long time pastor of the Brentwood Presbyterian Church in New York and taught English at Brentwood High School. During this time they spent many seasons at their cottage on Salmon Lake in Maine.
In 1989 Marjorie died of cancer and James moved first to Amsterdam in Holland and eventually back to the west, to Arizona. Always spending his summers in Maine.
He is survived by his son, Duncan Watson and Kristin Watson, his daughter-in-law. His daughter Carolyn Watson-Dubisch and Michael Dubisch, his son-in-law, and his daughter, Mary Stubley and Benjamin Stubley, his son-in-law. By his grandchildren, Chloe, Phoebe and Naomi Dubisch, and Morgan and Thomas Stubley. Also by his sister, Janet Weber, and Laurence Weber, his brother-in-law.
There will be a memorial service on Sunday, March 21st at 12:30pm, at the First Congregational Church, 1407 North 2nd St., Phoenix, Arizona


It's very hard to sum up someone's life in a few paragraphs, especially when they've lived for 71 years. I also created a shorter version in case the newspapers need that. This photo is being printed poster sized and is being blown up from a wallet size (that shouldn't be a problem... right?).
We returned from his condo in Phoenix on Tuesday night, to see that my book has finally arrived! My new book is out .... I wish I could show it to my Dad.

Published by Abigail Books

Monday, March 15, 2010

The Reverend

I've spent two days avoiding this post. Early in the morning on March 13, 2010, my father, Rev. James S. Watson passed away, at the age of 71. He died on the morning of what would have been my mother's 68th birthday, but she already was where he went... If I don't stop to think and keep moving I don't shake too much...Goodbye Dad.

Wednesday, March 3, 2010

"The Happiest Place On Earth"

On Monday morning we kept the kids home from school and at the crack of dawn zipped up to Anaheim, California for our big Disneyland day! I know many people have been to Disney, but this is our first trip and I just have so many photos to share. Hopefully this will bring back some memories! Getting my kids to bed the night before was worse than Christmas Eve, but the next morning they were up and running, ready to go.



Here we are on Main Street waiting for the park to open. We set up a tight schedule through "RideMax" so we could avoid the lines. It worked like a charm except for the racing about to grab "fastpasses".



We rushed in with the crowd and headed to Fantasyland.




This is the witch from "Snow White". She peeks in and out of the castle window.

Climbing up to Big Thunder Mountain Railroad.



After a 5 minute wait we're all aboard.



The Tiki Room was our next stop. It was full of singing animatronic birds, which was a little odd and long but the end was great with the rain pounding on the windows and the totem poles singing...






Here's Naomi worshiping a totem, and Phoebe by the fountain.



We climbed up into Tarzan's Treehouse...




...and discovered the Jaguar that wrecked the lives of all the main characters of the movie.



This is the entrance to The Haunted Mansion, which was an amazing attraction. Only Disney can do a haunted house with really impressive ghosts that aren't particularly scary.



Here we are by the White Rabbit from "Alice in Wonderland".


Unfortunately we missed the "Alice in Wonderland" ride, but it gives us something to do next time!



In the afternoon we brought the kids to the "Jedi in Training" Show.



All three girls were chosen from the audience to enter "Padwan training".


After learning some moves with a light saber...



Darth Vader and "friends" emerged from under the stage!





Naomi ran away, but Chloe put up a fight.


Then Phoebe gave it a shot. After chasing off the bad guys they all recieved awards for their efforts!



One of our favorite areas was "Mickey's Toontown" ...











It was like walking around inside "The Roger Rabbit" movie.



During the day we walked past "It's a Small World"again and again.



This has to be the most parodied theme park ride of all time.


Finally we decided we had to try it. I'm so glad we did! The wait was about 7 minutes and then we were surrounded by beautiful singing puppets and moving sets. It was an astonishing experience, though it's been several days, that song is still going around and around in my head .... Perhaps there was some brainwashing after all...

Last week Mike and I entered our comic "The People That Melt in The Rain" into a contest called "Small Press Idol".
Our entry was posted the day after we got back and all three judges gave us a "yes" to move on to Round 2! Now we need the public to vote for us to get through the next round. It starts March 22nd and to vote you need to sign up for the website. If we win they'll publish the series and make a toy of one of the characters!! I'll keep everyone updated as to when you can start voting, but for now signing up for the site makes you eligible!
"People are willing to take these extraordinary chances to become writers, musicians, or painters, and because of them, we have a culture. If this ever stops, our culture will die, because most of our culture, in fact, has been created by people that got paid nothing for it--people like Edgar Allan Poe, Vincent Van Gogh or Mozart."-Kurt Vonnegut

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