Walls full of pithy sayings
And, finally, the picture that caused Gramps to hurt himself laughing, but which is also a serious crime against tired women everywhere who inadvertently sit down beneath that sign
(And, yes…bad as I hate to admit it, that is ol’ Danni resting her eyes at the end of a long day)
Until next time, God bless all y’all and…grouches of the world let us unite! If we try hard enough we can wake up and find a way to make canned cheese taste even worse than it already does. While we are contacting our local yellowish plastics company for help, enjoy The Johnson Mountain Boys with Alison Kraus doing a song about an old cowperson called Let Me Rest.[youtube.com/watch?v=m_hL4YHV1p0]
*These artists don’t necessarily endorse the blog, but I love ’em anyway.
Over the weekend, Gramps and I drove to Oklahoma City where in our countrified way we sought to better our minds with some culture at the National Cowboy and Western Heritage Museum.
The two sculptures above are worth the visit, but we happened to stumble into the cowboy museum while the Walter Ufer exhibit was featured and I’m happy we did.
A lot of Walter Ufer’s paintings feature pueblo people of the southwest in the early part of the last century, particularly around Taos, New Mexico.
As a horse person, I naturally like his paintings that include horses. And he captures the lights, shadows and colors of the desert southwest so well.
I’ll leave everyone to draw their own conclusions about this, but he seemed to be quite fond of…well…himself. He painted a number of self-portraits.
Then we entered the Allan Houser and his students collection of Native American art. Allan Houser was an Apache and an amazing sculptor and painter.
Then we moved on to the permanent art collection which features my favorite painting by artist Tom Lovell.
And another favorite by Wilson Hurley of the Grand Canyon. (I am not entirely sure of the title on this painting, so I apologize if I didn’t get it right.)
Then we entered the Prix De West gallery which is full of the most amazing western art known to man.
(One of the best times in my whole life-span was spent riding mules into the Grand Canyon for two days, so when an artist captures that breath-taking view with paint, I am in awe. I don’t believe in reincarnation, but if I did, I would want to come back as an ol’ gal tough enough to pack mules up and down the Kaibab trail every day. Absolutely amazing.)
What unbelievable talent.
Then finally, one of my top ten favorite western artists, Tim Cox. He’s never painted anything I didn’t love.
(We are in a severe drought situation and all our pastures are short. Gramps said, “Wow. That looks like pretty good pasture to me.”)
Well, that concludes the tour. Hope you enjoyed. Until next time, God bless all y’all.
A Southwest Oklahoma Sunset With Wheat Elevators On The Horizon
But Can She Shear Sheep?
Well, my vote for Miss Universe was ignored and Miss New Zealand–featured in the post, This Miss Universe Has My Vote–lost out to Miss Venezuela. Did Miss Venezuela’s skill set include sheep shearing? Doubtful. Nevertheless, life goes on and since the sunsets this time of year are real beauty pageants, we’ll undertake to survive the disappointment.
Until next time, God bless all y’all and enjoy my new favorite a capella singer, David Wesley singing Whom Shall I Fear (The God Of Angel Armies).
*This artist doesn’t necessarily endorse my blog, I just like him.