Repping the SFV

So August has been a big ol' dry spell on this here blog, mostly because I've spent it in LA, where I've been more engaged in enjoying really stellar food, napping with my dog, and letting my thoughts percolate than in doing anything legitimately interesting or productive.

Tough luck for all (six) of you.

HOWEVER, amid all the many and varied projects that have floated through my brain, I stumbled across something that, believe it or not, is actually within my abilities and will probably hold my interest to completion (probably). It's this: an essay series on something I am all too familiar with: the San Fernando Valley. Yes, laddies and gentilemen, I think it's high time I began to articulate my extremely complicated relationship with that most hated region in that most hated city in which I grew up.

Anyway, here it is, let's see how this goes.

Together At Last

This painting is based on an actual photograph that appeared in Martha Stewart Living. So I took absolutely no creative license here (apart from changing an overly detailed kitchen into a pleasant blue background because I was really too lazy to replicate it). Martha Stewart, Alan Cumming, Margaritas, sombreros. Sometimes the truth is stranger than fiction.

I like to pretend that they do this once a week.

And that I'm invited.