B is for bikes, barnacles, and bears
Pretty soon Marty and I will be married 25 years. How did we get here? I can honestly say the romance began on a motorcycle. Zooming around Marin County hills and feeling like it was Ireland. Fog, eucalyptus, and Dogtown, a heady mix back in 1987. There were many miles of touring California once we got married. Delivering illustration jobs to Fed Ex on Harrison Street in San Francisco made deadlines more fun, as seen here in Marty’s work: Then he surprised me with a gift certificate for a motorcycle safety class. At first I was slighted: you don’t like me as a passenger? Yet...
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On Wednesday, as I was zooming down the highway to Boston, it occurred to me it’s been 25 years since I left. Driving around there with the radio tuned to WERS brings it all back. This is an illustration I did in the early 80’s, a call for art for Peter Wolf’s first solo album. I was so nervous when I met him. I never saw the art again, or him, but it still captures those nightclubbin’ years under a full moon. I met Nancy, my longest running client, at the Boston MFA. She publishes the Lunar Calendar, to which I’ve been a contributor since 1982. As we entered...
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We’re back from a too short but truly sweet trip to Austin, capitol of the Lone Star state. My head is spinning with the glory of it all. After an unexpected delay that detoured us through Dallas, we landed wearily into the open arms of our cowgirl hostess, Katherine Mahoney, who brought us over to Tesoros Trading Company, a feast for sore eyes. We faithfully bowed in reverence to a bounty of folk treasures, blessed by our safe arrival. Everything along South Congress Street called to us, from catchy sandwich boards to vintage signage and wheels. We needed more than a visual...
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