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Ed and Carter showed up for their yearly zombie portraits recently. They walk in zomBcon at the Seattle Center each year. TechRepublic picked up on the action, and created a gallery of the event. Thanks for including one of my pics, guys.

Yesterday I took my new-found enthusiasm for tattoos and went to the Seattle Tattoo Expo at the Seattle Center. Lots to look at. Pictured here are my friend Sarah (right) and her friend Steph, working Madame Lazonga's booth.
Monkey the wiener dog came to Verkstad last night, and spread his jump-up-and-down-say-hi-to-everyone brand of happiness all over the joint.
The building we live in is about 125 years old. It's crooked and creaky and dusty and wonderful. This weekend, as I puttered in my studio, I found myself looking at the wall that had at one time experienced severe water damage. The paint was buckled and stained, and starting to peel. So I idly pulled a piece off. There was a flowery bit of wallpaper underneath. I pulled some more, and uncovered older layers of wallpaper. By the time I had finished, the entire wall had been uncovered, and I had revealed bits and pieces of 125 years worth of wallpaper. So, I did what came naturally - I took a picture of Monika.
I once read a book entitled Artists Beware. It addressed the good number of hazards artists encounter- all in their own studios. Last night, however, I was not thinking of hazards when I volunteered to help John with a photographic series. He's been compiling stunning images for a calendar combining his two favorite things - cats and vintage guitars. Like all calendar candidates, Billy has been enjoying our posh "sleep-away" camp for photogenic cats. When I reached down to greet him, this furry fellow scored six deep puncture wounds. I can tell you that it wasn't such a great idea to go on the web looking for information about cat bites, either. Yikes! A Billybite! Well, I've had a good life... As instructed, I drew a circle around each reddened area to note if the infection grows or subsides. John later confided, "Billy says he's sorry..."


