We're driving up to NY for the holiday weekend.
The guy above will be occupying most of my time.
Hope everyone has a great 4th!
See you on Monday.

I have noticed that whenever I am in a funk (sometimes serious, usually temporary), I draw faces.


There is something comforting about imaginary portraits. This lady likes sweet coffee, croisants with real butter and Stargate.

I never thought I would be the type of blogger to let 3 weeks slip by without a post, but here we are. Things are okay at the pippin-mathur frontier. I have (amicably) parted ways with my agent and am now looking for a shiny, new one.

We have had a string of family visiting and will continue to have through mid-july. This is just dandy by me as I love the company.

And, I have realized a passion I never thought would be mine. It is is gardening. My grandparents were farmers (50 acres, grew tomatoes and such) and my mom could grow a serious houseplant (we had one we called the monster that could almost block out a window) . I thought the gene had passed my generation but I am thrilled to welcome two budding tomatoes to our household. I'm even more proud because I grew them from seeds. Almost all of my plants are from seeds and this makes me even a bit more proud of my little container garden.

Bragging photos to follow.
Be warned that more plant photos will follow as things come into full bloom.

even the big guys can act like babies.

this is an image from a story I am working on. I got an excellent tip from ms. johanna to turn the take-out box (which I was never happy with) into a chinese carton. These are the times that I bow to the digital artists, who can fix such a problem so easily. I might try tinkering with it but most likely it is back to the drawing board.