Monday, February 3, 2025

Monet and Me

 

were looking for a digital calendar with all the fun of a paper calendar. I use the Google calendar for keeping track of appoints and the family shares their calendars so we can coordinate dates. While everyone's calendar can be color coded, it's pretty functional but dull.

I'm a sucker for a kindergartener calendar. Stickers for birthdays, doctor/dental appointments, bill reminders. Hunting around, I found Artful Agenda which can be used on your computer, phone, iPad.

There's a free trial, but after the trial is over you can opt to use a free version or can upgrade for a paid version.

You can customize your calendar by choosing a cover, fonts, color codes and stickers. There are places to track habits, meal planning and other stuff. I don't really plan meals so I changed those areas in the weekly and daily view to keep track of blog topics and the good things that happen to me during the week. Oh, and Artful Agenda syncs with Google calendar, iCalendar, and Outlook.

The free version offers enough customization with free covers and stickers. You can also purchase covers and sticker packages. I haven't done that.

I did upgrade to the paid version of the calendar so I could create my own stickers to use. Like the black cat sitting in the litter box (taken from free Clipart Library) to remind me to change out the litter box liner. A happy coffee mug from one of my photographs lets me know when the Eldest has days/weekends off from the hospital. I really enjoy all the dancing baloney.

The paid version also lets you use a tablet pencil when using the calendar on a tablet. I haven't played with that feature yet. I really prefer seeing the calendar on my large monitor.

If you decide on the paid subscription, you can use my referral code: RC1206433 You will get access to a premium cover and sticker pack. I get a kick back which I assume I use to purchase stickers and covers.

So are you a paper calendar/planner person or do you use a digital planner?

Sunday, February 2, 2025

Second on the Second - Groundhog Day Craft

 From: Thursday, February 2, 2023


Join me and the millions of preschoolers around the country that celebrate a rodent predicting  666 days left of Winter.

For this craft you will need: scissors, white glue like Elmer's, 5 or 6 cotton balls, an X-acto knife, craft stick, paper to draw a groundhog, pencil, and a 3 oz. (bathroom) paper cup

If you don't want to draw your own groundhog, head over to Clipart Library where you can find a selection of copyright free images to download. You may need to resize the image to 2 in. wide by 3 in. tall. My finished image measured 2 in. by 2.5 in.

I used mixed media paper, watercolor pencils, and a Pigma pen. Cardstock would also be a good paper to either print or draw on.


With your X-acto knife, carefully cut a slit in the bottom of the cup. The cup I used was plastic so I had to cut a notch so the craft stick would slide up straight from the bottom of the cup.


Fluff out the cotton balls and glue them around the top edge (drinking edge) of your cup. The is the snow that surrounds your groundhog's burrow. Set aside to dry.


Draw, color, and cut out or print a clipart groundhog, color, and cut out. I had some googly eyes which I used on my groundhog. 


Glue your groundhog to your craft stick. The ground hog's bottom should be about 1.5 in. from the top of the stick


Insert the craft stick into the top of the cup. Pull the stick through the slot until you can only see the top of your groundhog's head.


Push the stick up and your groundhog is ready to predict whether Winter ends, and there's an early Spring, or if there are still 666 days to the longest month of the year (February). Hint: there are still 666 days left.


I made a little sign for my ground hog to express my feelings about Winter,


I have friends who delight in Winter and snow, and they love to tease me because I do not share the same joy. They gleefully send me memes  such as the one in the image above.


I made another sign for the groundhog and my friends who revel in Winter. Happy Groundhog Day

It's your turn to play. From Elizabeth: Now it's time to share your Second on the 2nd.  The rules are quite simple and everyone is welcome to join the fun look back.  All you have to do is bring back a post that you are especially proud of, or perhaps one you shared before anyone knew your blog existed.  Any post, any genre, any artistic endeavor is acceptable.  Join hosts Bleubeard and Elizabeth to see what else is being served up the Second Time Around.

Saturday, February 1, 2025

Friday, January 31, 2025

The Friday Five Good Things


 Five good things that happened this week

1.I got an all clear from the oncologist. I'm taking an estrogen inhibitor and will be monitored.  Target date for the official end of this journey is June 1, 2027

2. Because of the doctor visit on my usual Thursday play day with Teague, she was able to have me over on Friday.

3. Ran an errand with Teague on our play day. We stopped at a new place for lunch Fitzy's Pub in Plainville. I had a grilled crispy chicken wrap and they even grilled the wrap! I've never seen a grilled wrap on a chicken wrap before. Genius, because the grilled wrap kept the sandwich from falling apart.

4. I had lettered a quote on a bedroom wall several years ago for a client. The family moved, and the house is up for sale. They said they left the artwork because they couldn't bare to paint over it. I know the new owners will probably paint over the wall, but it was an ego stroke as to how much the client appreciated the work.

5. I saw the cardinal at the front feeder. Haven't seen the cardinal for quite some time. 

How was your week?

Thursday, January 30, 2025

TBT: Reprints from CJ's Whine and Cheeze

 In 2003, Ma had a stroke. Dad was her full time caregiver until he he had a car accident that totaled the car. So in 2006, I became their chauffeur among other jobs.

At the time, to deal with the stress of running two households and working, I kept a blog entitled CJ's Whine and Cheeze. Egged on by some friends who enjoyed the first read through, you'll see your part when it comes by.


Friday, October 06, 2006
To Mahket, To Mahket

As I was heading down the Pike this morning, I was wishing I had my corduroy cap from 7th grade. The one that made Dougie Horton call me Kato. It was a cool cap, and I'd like to have a uniform for my new chauffeur duties, and a wicked car like the Green Hornet's Black Beauty.

Anywho, I thought the shopping expedition was going to turn out to be a nightmare, especially with the full moon rising tonight. It almost started that way, and I was so glad I had taken a dose of Excedrin before I left home. I was also feeling put upon, because Dad wasn't going to come shopping. He wanted to go to the Senior Center and sing with his glee club in the afternoon. (Mind, I'm driving in early morning rush hour traffic. Even if he came shopping, and Ma took her customary sweet time shopping, he would still make the glee club with time to spare.) I would have to take Ma shopping myself. Now, it's not that I hate my mother, no matter what Freud says. It's just she is difficult, and misery loves company. I also don't like these shopping expeditions because 1). I hate grocery shopping, and 2.) they are a minimum of three hours long. Ma likes to inspect all the meat in the case. We also can't go shopping at the nice supermarket two miles from the house. I can spit from the backyard and hit the parking lot. Nope, we have to travel two towns over, 15 or 20 minutes away to a market that is always busy and crowded.

Traffic was a bit heavy at the toll booth and then again by the old brewery as they were fixing the bridge over the lake so I was about 10 minutes late. Ma promptly pointed this out to me when I walked through the door. She thought my excuse of heavy traffic was flimsy.

She announces she is ready indignant that I have kept her waiting. Dad has on his hat and jacket. "Are you coming too?" I ask. He starts muttering in tongues and gets in the back seat of the car. Guess so, and inside I am happy dancing. Yes!

We head for the store, and you guessed it in the cheap seats, she is yelling at me I'm going the wrong way. I follow my Dad's example and start speaking in tongues.

The store parking lot is crowded and all the handicap spots are filled. I pull up to the firelane to offload the Weebles. Dad is trying to herd soda cans into a plastic bag. The cans have rolled all over the cargo bay of my wagon. I marvel at the tongues Dad can speak.

I help Ma out of the car and onto the sidewalk. A handicap spot opens up across the parking lot. She pats my hand and says, "I'll be fine. You better go grab the spot before it's taken. Your father knows the routine here." That's my ticket to sit in the car and wait. I happy dance the car across the parking lot.
Waiting was fun. I don't mind waiting. I had brought a pad of paper with me so I could finish my BV fanfic story "Never Fade Away". I also had the latest Outlander book with me. I fished my pad of paper and pencil out of my bag and soon was lost in the ending of the story. About an hour and a half went by, and the story was completed. I reached for the book, and happened to look up towards the door to the market, and there's Ma on one of the handicap scooters with a store clerk and shopping cart in tow. Dad came out a short time later pushing another cart.

Butter my buns and call me a biscuit, I couldn't believe they were done in record time! The store clerk helped put the groceries in the cargo bay. I loaded Ma into the front seat of the car, Dad got in the back, and we headed home "the right way."

Dad made a nice lunch of crabmeat salad. I asked Ma if I could take some family pictures of Grandma and Auntie so I could make copies to use for another altered book. She said I could have the pictures. After lunch, I gave Dad a lift to the Senior Center, and I headed home.

Dealing with OPD is always a surprise, and sometimes it's a good one.

Wednesday, January 29, 2025

Doodling for Stress Reduction

 

On Mondays via Zoom, I participate in a class where we spend  a half an hour doodling our stress away.  

The exercise was to draw semi-circles and then to add lines. The figures looked like balls of yarn to me. Out of all the exercises we did this year, this was my favorite.

Tuesday, January 28, 2025

T Stands For Tea Sampler

 

I purchase bulk, loose leaf tea from Harney and Sons. Wish my last order of Special English Breakfast tea, I added a tea bag sampler. Have to get that free shipping. I thought it would be a good way to try other teas and expand my palate. 

The reusable tea box holds 15 bags of a random sample. The box also includes steeping instructions and water temperature for the perfect cup of tea.

The second tea I tried (the first was peppermint for an upset stomach) was Raspberry Herbal. I'm not really partial to herbal teas. I find they smell pretty but don't have a lot of flavor no matter how long you steep. (An exception is the peppermint tea which not only smells very pepperminty but tastes very pepperminty as well)

The raspberry tea had a bright fruity smell, but not much taste. A teaspoon of honey sweetened the cup, but all I could really taste was the honey.

Maybe this blend would taste better iced.

Do you like raspberry tea?

Drop by hosts, Bleubeard and Elizabeth's blog to find out what the rest of the T Stands For gang is up to. If you want to play, include in your Tuesday post a beverage or container for a beverage. Don't forget to link your blog to Bleubeard and Elizabeth's page.

Monday, January 27, 2025

Monet and Me

 

on the recommendation after wellness visit, are keeping a blood pressure journal. My blood pressure when taken in the office was 165/75 which is pretty close to stroking out. I don't believe the blood pressure was taken correctly. My blood pressure is ticking the high side of normal box, but not high blood pressure.

Still, we will keep the journal as suggested.

Sunday, January 26, 2025

How Does Your Garden Grow?



Thankfully, the storm held off until we got home from the Emergency Room. Himself wasn't able to put weight on his "good" knee and came home with a walker. Samwise played the role of a boat anchor as Himself couldn't manage to walk around or sit comfortable to control the robot.

I figured it would be a lot faster for me to shovel the driveway by hand than getting up to speed controlling Samwise.


Snail trails


and stairs cleared 


to get the trash out for pick up. After a cup of tea, I went back out to shovel the driveway by hand.


Brrrr (2 oF = -16.66 oC)


Red sky at night

How does your garden grow?

Saturday, January 25, 2025

Happy, Little, Time Waster


* Age backward: 96.  Hmmm, might be better if it was a game level.

* Favorite pie:  Cherry

*Favorite cookie: There are very few cookies I don't like.

* Steak or Seafood: Seafood

* Italian or Chinese: Italian

* Favorite soda:  Pepsi, and I'm partial to ginger ale

* Chocolate or vanilla: Chocolate

* How many tattoos: 0

* Ever hit a deer: no

*Ever been to a World's Fair: No

*Be the cook or the dishwasher? Cook

* Netflix or Hulu: Netflix

* Last text from:   A user verification code

* Favorite season: Summer

* Broken bones: Nope, though I did have to be on crutches because they couldn't tell if it was just a bad sprain or a hairline, ankle fracture 

* Beach or mountains: Beach

* Dogs or cats: 🐈‍⬛

* Early morning person? No

* Surgeries: 5

* Favorite color: Blue, like Royal Blue, Sapphire

*Indoor or outdoor activity: indoor 

* Have you ever flown on a plane?   Yes

* Fly or drive: Drive

* Mild or hot salsa: mild

* Waffles or pancakes: pancakes 

* Favorite holiday: Halloween

*Favorite time of day: nap time

* Smooth or crunchy peanut butter: 🤢

*  Large or small curd cottage cheese- either, but only if it has pineapple in it

*  Hellman's or Miracle Whip: 🤢

* Thick or thin crust pizza: Yes, please.

*  Country or Rock n Roll:  To quote Bob Seger: Today's music ain't got the same soul. I like that old, time rock n' roll.

Friday, January 24, 2025

The Friday Five Good Things

 

Five good things that happened this week:

1. I had a second play day at Teague's to make up for not seeing her for a whole month

2. At an appointment when asked for insurance card and ID, they weren't in my wallet.  I found them on my desk when I got home. Whew!

3. Himself got Samwise running with the game controller

4. A 6 hr. wait in the ER for Himself's knee. Fortunately, the snowstorm held off until we got home

5. Himself's Workout Buddy dropped by for a visit. Can that man tell stories! 

How was your week?

Thursday, January 23, 2025

TBT: Reprints from CJ's Whine and Cheeze

 In 2003, Ma had a stroke. Dad was her full time caregiver until he he had a car accident that totaled the car. So in 2006, I became their chauffeur among other jobs.

At the time, to deal with the stress of running two households and working, I kept a blog entitled CJ's Whine and Cheeze. Egged on by some friends who enjoyed the first read through, you'll see your part when it comes by.


Thursday, October 05, 2006
The Wheels on the Bus

I wasn't always an Elder Bus Shuttle Pilot. I filled the position quite by accident in mid-July of this year. Literally. The Weebles had a fender bender. Fortunately, they were only shaken and not stirred, but their little green car didn't fare as well and was pronounced totaled.

Now, they can get around town using the Elder Van. You give the Elder Van 24 hours notice of where you want to go, and for $2 round trip, they will come and pick you up from your home, take you where you need to go, and take you home. When I asked Dad why he doesn't call the bus, he said, "That get's expensive!" As if the Gas Fairy comes every night to my house to top off the gas tank in my car, and the Toll Pike Fairy makes sure she leaves exact change for the tolls under the seat cushions. That's OPD.[ed: Old People's Disease] Then so that no burden is placed on me, he says "Don't worry about me. I'll walk!" That's OPD too. It's an issue of control and guilt. (-;

The first time, I drove the Elder Bus was a lesson in the control issue. Ma had a PT appointment. I had arrived early enough to make the appointment, but she decided she had to wash the kitchen floor. "I have to do this all by myself! Nobody helps me." Another part of OPD is the martyr syndrome. Ma will tell all willing and unwilling listeners how she has to do heavy work because no one else will. I sometimes think I should get her a couple of pieces of velcro. She can stick one piece on her forehead, and its partner on her wrist. Then she can raise her hand to her forehead palm out for maximum sympathy. Of course, I would be happy to help, but she has to ask, and it has to be on my schedule. I can't turn on a dime, but then it's really a control issue. (-; NASA has a 3 day window of opportunity when they schedule one of their shuttle launches. I have a 3 hour window (actually 4 with an hour available in case of doctors running late, accidents and tie ups on the Pike, etc. but keep this quiet as the Weebles don't know about this safety margin.) After she finished washing the floor, a search ensued for  her glasses, the checkbook, and the handicap parking card. My 3 hour window was closing fast. Getting Weebles out of the house is a lot like herding cats or toddlers. Just when you get one going in the right direction, the other suddenly breaks and disappears. Where are my glasses? Get my coat! Did you unplug the coffee? Finally, I got them settled in the car and buckled in. I'm on the way to the therapist's office when Ma screams, "You're going the WRONG way!" I nearly slammed on the brake and activated the air bag. "You should be going down Wilson St! WRONG WAY, WRONG WAY." Suddenly, I'm with the Mad Hatter from Alice in Wonderland. Clean cup! Clean cup! Move on down!
When heading towards the center of town, I happen to like going by way of the lights at Bacon St. I can easily make a left turn instead of trying to make the left turn against two lanes of traffic where no one yields. Yielding is not taught in the state's driver training classes. I continue along the way still being yelled at. My patience wears thin quickly. I finally pull the car over to the side of the road. "GET OUT!" I roar. There is some muttering from the front seat, a chuckle from the back. All goes quiet. I'm able to pull out into traffic, and we continue on our merry way.

At the therapist's, Ma has a captive audience. She tells everyone in the office how no one does anything for her. I introduce myself to the therapist to inform her, Ma didn't sprout wings and fly here by herself. The therapist giggles and in a conspiratorial whisper says, "I know just how it is. She sounds like my dad."

So the wheels on the bus go round and round. Tomorrow, we go grocery shopping.

Wednesday, January 22, 2025

Doodling for Stress Reduction

 


On Mondays via Zoom, I participate in a class where we spend  a half an hour doodling our stress away.  

The exercise was to doodle some snow flakes. 

Tuesday, January 21, 2025

T Stands For After All That Work

 

of cleaning and organizing the pantry, Monet and Me deserve a nice cuppa.

 Drop by hosts, Bleubeard and Elizabeth's blog to find out what the rest of the T Stands For gang is up to. If you want to play, include in your Tuesday post a beverage or container for a beverage. Don't forget to link your blog to Bleubeard and Elizabeth's page.

Monday, January 20, 2025

Monet and Me


Before

decided after the success we had organizing the Lazy Susan, it was time to tackle the blivet, otherwise known as the pantry.

In case you don't know, a blivet is a bag that will hold a weight of five pounds, but you proceed to try to stuff the bag with ten pounds.

After

Sunday, January 19, 2025

How Does Your Garden Grow?



Dickie with lots of information. The slippery road warning when temperatures fall close to the freezing mark. Rain. The Full Moon. For a brief period of time, I got the humidity inside the house up into the good range. And a 42!


Jack Frost stopped by and painted these delicate, happy, little trees.


The squirrels have been busy


as have the birds.


The Watchers are watching something, but not me.


A red sky morning before the rains came.


The first big snowstorm predicted for today into Monday morning. Himself was able to get Samwise's controller to work and moved Samwise. There will be a little more fiddling to get Sam into the storm position. The cars have to be moved into storm position, too. That will happen later this morning.


The new bird feeders which are now emptied and will have to be filled

Then we can spend the rest of the day watching movies and eating popcorn because today is National Popcorn Day

How does your garden grow?

Saturday, January 18, 2025

Happy, Little, Time Waster

 In yesterday's Friday Five Good Things, I mentioned I had participated in a virtual sound bath. (Virtual as the facilitator performed the sound bath in a Zoom meeting) Lots of readers were wondering what I was talking about.

The sounds are played on crystal bowls. Similar to running a wet finger around a wine glass but the practitioner uses a mallet. Each bowl corresponds to one of the seven Chakra points in the body. These are energy centers in the body. The tones are used in meditation and healing.


Sound Healing with Crystal Bowls


Friday, January 17, 2025

The Friday Five Good Things

 

Five good things that happened this week.

1. I decided I would do my week Doodles digitally, and I figured out how to organize them into a file.

2. I got new bird feeders because some of the perches on the old ones had broken.

3. I participated in a virtual sound bath.

4. An appointment I had to cancel in November was rescheduled. I thought I wouldn't get a new appointment until the Spring. There was an opening for 1/17 and I could go to Milford (closer to me) instead of Chestnut Hill (closer to Boston)

5. After a month because of holidays and illness, my usual play day with Teague.

How was your week?

Thursday, January 16, 2025

TBT: Reprints From CJ's Whine and Cheeze

 In 2003, Ma had a stroke. Dad was her full time caregiver until he he had a car accident that totaled the car. So in 2006, I became their chauffeur among other jobs.

At the time, to deal with the stress of running two households and working, I kept a blog entitled CJ's Whine and Cheeze. Egged on by some friends who enjoyed the first read through, you'll see your part when it comes by.




Wednesday, October 04, 2006

Life Is Like A.....
A friend described her life as a casserole, layers of delicious things with surprises through them. My life is more like a brownie studded with nuts. Sometimes you enjoy the crunch, other times you break a tooth.

Dealing with the elder generation is a bit like that. Most times, it can be very sweet and pleasant. Other times, you wind up suffering the complications of OPD. Old People's Disease. My cousin coined the phrase. For example, being called to run out and buy a pair of pinking shears because "they are a good price."

How does one cope? Sit yourself down, listen to me whine, add a few cheezes, and then we'll have a good laugh.

Wednesday, January 15, 2025

Doodling for Stress Reduction

 

On Mondays via Zoom, I participate in a class where we spend  a half an hour doodling our stress away.  

Tuesday, January 14, 2025

T Stands For After All That Work

 


of cleaning and organizing the Lazy Susan cabinet, Monet and Me deserve a nice cuppa.

 Drop by hosts, Bleubeard and Elizabeth's blog to find out what the rest of the T Stands For gang is up to. If you want to play, include in your Tuesday post a beverage or container for a beverage. Don't forget to link your blog to Bleubeard and Elizabeth's page.

Monday, January 13, 2025

Monet and Me

 

finally found silicone, round, Lazy Susan liners. We bought them before Christmas, but forgot where we put them.

Sooner or later, usually later, things turn up. I pulled out all of the cannisters, ran the lids through the dishwasher. Checked for expired items. Scrubbed the shelves, put the liners on. Ta-Da! All nice, neat, and the liners will be easier to clean then the metal shelves.

Sunday, January 12, 2025

How Does Your Garden Grow?



The beginning of the week was freezing and on Saturday, we got a dusting of snow that never stopped snowing all day. A PITA snow because the couple of inches meant the walkway and stairs would have to be shoveled.



Icicle on the squirrel baffle and the feeders had to be filled again.


The back feeder filled and the Back Tundra


There was just enough snow so Himself could play with the Yarbo. Here's a very short clip of the robot on it's maiden voyage.

Our friend, Master Beef, said the robot needed a proper name. A gardener's name. There was Joshua, the gardener of the Garden of Eden and the only one that God talks to in the television series, Supernatural. Or Samwise Gamgee (the real hero ) from The Lord of the Rings. We decided Samwise had a nice ring to it. 


Himself had fun playing and controlling the Samwise from the relative comfort of the garage. Last week, he attended a demonstration as he had lots of questions particularly about the game controller which he couldn't seem to get to work though he was able to use his phone to control the robot. He controlled Samwise using his phone as he didn't want to spend a lot of time setting up the controller and he only wanted to see if he could get Samwise to move. Mission accomplished.

He also said, Samwise did as a good a job clearing the snow as the monster snowblower he used to have.

How does your garden grow?

Friday, January 10, 2025

The Friday Five Good Things


Marie from The Aristocats

Five good things that happened this week.

1. I made beef stew in the crockpot and then watched "The Aristocats" because the kitten, Marie, looks like Calli and Himself had never seen this Disney feature before.

2. I looked for ways to boost the humidity level in the house. Besides using the humidifier, I went old-school and hung wash on a drying rack.

3. Ran an errand and then stopped for lunch at The Longhorn Steakhouse. No cooking!

4. I participated in a virtual sound bath run by the same facilitator that runs the Doodling for Stress Reduction class I take.

5. The bank resolved a transaction dispute.

How was your week?

Thursday, January 9, 2025

2OLOTR - Norman Rockwell Paintings at The Norman Rockwell Museum


After viewing the MAD Magazine exhibit, we walked into the main gallery to see the work of American illustrator, Norman Rockwell.  The museum was very, very crowded so it was sometime hard to see and to photograph the paintings.

I've only seen Rockwell's work in magazines so it was astonishing to see how big some of these paintings are. Many of them were almost life size like The Four Freedoms (1943)


Freedom from Fear


Freedom of Speech

Rockwell staged his paintings to tell a story using local people and props. He would take photographs of the setting so he could finish the painting. Preserved in a glass case was the worn, leather jacket that the town meeting member wore.


Freedom to Worship


Freedom from Want


The Runaway (Study, 1958)


The Runaway (1958)

It was also a surprise to see studies of some of the paintings. We forget that a lot of work goes on behind the scenes before artwork is produced. Even for the big name.

"Norman Rockwell's boyhood experience growing up just north of New York City provided inspiration for this popular painting. I ran away from home when I was a kid in Mamaronek, and mooned around the shore, kicking stones and watching the whitecaps on Long Island Sound. Pretty soon it began to get dark , and a cold wind sprang up and moaned around the trees. So I went home. Many years later, Rockwell brought eight-year old Ed Locke and Massachusetts State Trooper Dick Clemens to a Howard Johnson's in Pittsfield, Massachusetts where they were photographed as models for The Runaway. After completing a first canvas capturing the restaurant's modern decor, Rockwell rejected it and produced a second version with a sparer setting. (Often thought to be Joe's Diner in Lee, Massachusetts) Asked by Clemens why he made the change, the artist explained that a rural background would give the impression that the little boy had gotten further out of town."


The Gossips (study, charcoal on paper, 1948)



No Swimming (1921)


Most of us think of or remember Rockwell's work on the cover of The Saturday Evening Post. He left that publication to do covers for Look magazine where he had more freedom to express his political views of the time. Such as the painting above New Kids in the Neighborhood (1967)


The Problem We Live With (1963)

"for Look Magazine was based upon an actual event, when six-year old, Ruby Bridges, was escorted by U.S. Marshalls on her first day at an all white New Orleans school. Rockwell's depiction of the vulnerable but dignified girl clearly condemns the actions of those who protest her presence and object to desegregation. The piece commemorated the 10th anniversary of the Brown v. Board of Education Supreme Court Ruling that separate is not equal in America's public schools" 


Golden Rule (1961)


The Lineman (1948)


Murder in Mississippi (April 6 - 13, 1965)

"In the beginning of 1965, Rockwell began work on a piece about the June 21, 1964 murders of three, young civil rights workers.  Michael Schwerner, and his chief aide, James Chaney, were in Philadelphia, Mississippi to help train volunteers like Andrew Goodman, who along with other college students were working to expand voter registration as part of the Mississippi Summer Project. The anatomy of Murder in Mississippi illuminates Rockwell's intensive focus on the incident and process of making a painting that expressed his outrage. Veering from his habit of working on five or six projects at a time, he ignored other commissions, and in an intensive five-week session gathered research and produced charcoal preliminaries, and oil color study, and a large final painting. In an interview later in life, Rockwell recalled having been directed by the Post to remove an African-American from a group picture because the magazine's policy dictated showing black people in service industry jobs only. Freed from such restraints at Look, he sought to correct the editorial prejudices that had been reflected in his previous work. On April 14, Rockwell sent his final painting to Look. On the 29th he received word that Look had decided to use his color study rather than the final painting. In a letter to Look editor art director Allen Hurlburt, Rockwell wrote, I tried in a big way...to make an angry picture. If I just had a big of Ben Shahn in me it would have helped."


Girl at Mirror (1954)



2OLOTR (Two Old Ladies on the Road)