John also had a tale to tell and photos to send regarding this project. He graciously allowed me to post his work here. I recently cracked a rib so John's story made me wince as I laughed, but that's OK:
"I hit a bit of a snag with the paintings. After three days they were still wet. The medium says it is quick dry, but after sitting around for ten years I suspect the quick drying additive has dried up. Ran out to the art supply store, and they had nothing I wanted, so I ordered some new material online. I put the paintings out in the harsh raking sun to speed up the drying process. My bare feet were getting toasted on the patio, so the temp. is right to help dry these things."
"While
I was out there with the camera, a bird came by and sat right on the
edge of the plywood with his poop-shoot hovering right over the
paintings-- an art critic bird? The bird was just out looking to purloin
some cat cookies from our cat's breakfast. Funny how ambivalent they
seem when the birds swoop in. It has been a while since I found a little
pile of feathers and carcass remnants in the yard, however the ninja
cats are fond of massacring the little anoles."
... "I wish I had been
more thoughtful and caught the bird right there, poised buttward towards
the pictures, but I freaked and shooed him off before he could make his
mark. My car gets pummeled by Ibis bird poop once a week as the
flock descends in my driveway for their weekly crapfest."
