Monthly Archives: December 2017

Can a San Francisco Bay Area sunset be improved upon with digital artistic filters???… part 2…

Posted on December 31, 2017 by pouringmyartout

Still no… but the emboss filter did come out kind of cool… Here is the original photo I took the other night. Nothing I did digitally comes close to that level of beauty. That being said, if these were bigger, … Continue reading →

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Can a San Francisco Bay Area sunset be improved upon with digital artistic filters???… part 1…

Posted on December 30, 2017 by pouringmyartout

Obviously, the answer is a resounding no. But that doesn’t mean it wouldn’t be fun to try it with a few of the photos I took the other night. And we might get some good art out of this experiment. … Continue reading →

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Because, really, who ever gets tired of Bay Area sunsets???

Posted on December 29, 2017 by pouringmyartout

So yeah, my two daughters and I, along with a couple of my brothers and a nephew and niece, all went down to that dog park overlooking San Francisco Bay. If I look happy, it is because I was just … Continue reading →

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A vase that looks like a sunset, a heart trapped in glass… and a real sunset… that looks like a vase… maybe?

Posted on December 29, 2017 by pouringmyartout

My mom loved the vase I made for her in my glass blowing classes. It now resides on top of her old player piano. My wife loved the little vase I made for her in colors that match our remodeled … Continue reading →

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That crazy Christmas dinner… that we do twice… part 2…

Posted on December 28, 2017 by pouringmyartout

The flaming plum pudding, a staple of our fancy English Christmas double-dinners. I won’t tell you about plum pudding again. I do every year. Search back for it, or Google it. But it is hard to take a picture of … Continue reading →

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That crazy Christmas dinner… that we do twice… part 1…

Posted on December 27, 2017 by pouringmyartout

Christmas dinner at my mom’s house in the San Francisco Bay Area has evolved into a complicated, two-headed beast. We do a full, traditional English Christmas dinner on Christmas day… and then we do it again the following day. It … Continue reading →

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Christmas monkey!!!

Posted on December 26, 2017 by pouringmyartout

Hey, don’t judge us… we have weird Christmas traditions. Okay, technically, giving cheap rubber masks as gifts isn’t really a tradition… yet… It might be, starting next year. My 94-year-old mother. She makes a good koala. Ummm…. We do have … Continue reading →

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Christmas, space ships… and a monkey…

Posted on December 26, 2017 by pouringmyartout

Christmas at my mom’s house in the Bay Area. Did I even do a post yesterday? I was so busy, I can’t remember. A huge, fancy dinner for 18 people… which we will do again tonight… with all the same … Continue reading →

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Well, you knew we would end up in San Francisco during our Christmas trip, right?… part 2…

Posted on December 24, 2017 by pouringmyartout

No, that isn’t a really long cable car. That is three cable cars in a row. But you can’t have a post about San Francisco without cable cars. Right now, we are getting ready to eat dinner. It’s Pizza. Because … Continue reading →

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Well, you knew we would end up in San Francisco during our Christmas trip, right?… part 1…

Posted on December 24, 2017 by pouringmyartout

I had to go up in a very tall, scary, glass elevator for that photo. It’s Christmas eve, and we did our annual pilgrimage to the city. Bong, James Bong. That’s not even a real dog. We always head across … Continue reading →

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