I mentioned in my last entry that I'd been painting all day, which is somewhat strange for me. Not because I'm lazy and don't paint much, but because I normally pride myself on being able to paint fairly quickly. I've always felt that the hard work is all done before you even touch the paint. Thursdays painting took a little longer.
Most of Thursday, plus Friday evening plus Sunday evening - Saturday was a quick trip to the Vue to take in the newest Harry Potter. Which, as a friend of mine described, was "like Grange Hill, but with magic".
So here is "Thursday's" painting. Oil on canvas, using a palette knife.
Today (or yesterday, depending on where you are) is the day that fellow Digital Webbers and all round talented guys, Renae De Liz and Ray Dillion got hitched. In true geek style the ceremony took place at the SDCC (where they first met face to face 5 years ago) and was preformed by the Legend that is Tony Lee. Now if that wasn't geeky enough, the whole thing was broadcast over the web live so us poorer geeks who couldn't afford the air fare could watch from home.
So Eva and I were huddled around the laptop at 1am while an unshaven gent with a silly hat spoke inaudibly into a web camera for a few minutes while facebook blew up with geeks worldwide trying to figure out who he was. When he did speak so we could hear he mentioned that they were stealing Internet from a nearby boat and wondered how long they'd be able to do so.
Then we were treated to to a quick appearance by the Legend (who hat guy referred to as the "Priest" Tony Lee) as he shot across the screen mock tap dancing to the self sung ditty "Yatta yatta yatta". Finally, something more interesting to watch than hat guy.
Then it all went a bit tits up and the feed pulled a Lucan.
We clicked around, checked the forums and facebook. The problem was global. Damn you hat guy, what had you done?!
Then just as we were about to give up on it all, the feed kicked back in, just as the happy couple (and the Legend) were doing the important bit with the rings and the kissing (no, not THAT important bit - Sicko).
So next time you find yourself with a drink in hand, raise it to the Posh and Becks of comics.
Mr. and Mrs. Ray Dillion.