I hope you enjoyed reading about my trip to San Antonio. I had such a good time. Before I left for the trip, when I’d tell people I was going they all tended to ask “who are you going with?” or “are you going with anyone?” When I’d say I was going just by myself, I would get one of two reactions. Either people would say “good for you” or something along the lines of “wow, I can’t imagine doing that”. When I got there and people would ask similar questions, I got much the same response and what I’d tell them, at first was ‘I don’t know enough people crazy enough to go do these things with me’. And then I’d tell them ‘The way I see it, if I want to go do it, or see it then I need to just go. If I wait around for someone to go with me I might never get to do or see it.’
It was really interesting traveling on my own for this trip. I’ve traveled on my own before for specific things, like the ZBrush Summit, or visiting relatives (but is that really travel, or even being on your own). I’ve done a little travel for work but really that’s not the same. I’ve by far done more traveling with a companion or two of some sort. This trip was different. I very much enjoyed traveling on my own. I’m not really sure how to explain it. I guess to some extent I found it more horizon broadening. But that doesn’t really fit. I could say it was more freeing or liberating but that doesn’t really fit either. Maybe with that, and my posts about the trip you can get an idea of what I mean because I’m not sure I can put it in words that don’t sound preachy or philosophical. And that gets into lots of words trying to explain it. I can tell you though, there are lots of things I want to do and see and now that I’ve got a taste of doing it on my own… I’m just going to go do and see them. And you can read about it when I get back.
For now I’m back home and trying to figure out what next.
There’s plenty to do. I’ve got guitars that need re-stringing, paintings to finish, songs to learn. And that’s just for starters. It’s time to get going on some computer art projects that I need to do or just want to do. And then there is the normal stuff that keeps cropping up like chores and maintenance things. It’s funny, because it’s a little bit of a stunner to realize it’s already April. You’d think I’d be feeling like I was so far behind and rushing to catch up but somehow that’s not the case. I think I’ve been running along holding onto the side of the car since the year began so there’s no catching up. It’s all just holding on and running with it. Someone wrote me a note at Christmas asking if I was ready for 2018. I happened across it today and thought, oh my gosh, it’s already April and I’m still not ready for 2018.
There were some things that I wasn’t able to get to before I went to San Antonio that I’ve started working on. I finally got the last video from the March Blues Jam split out into the two songs and posted on YouTube. You can check them out, I have a link to my YouTube channel there on the right. I also had guitars that needed new strings.
Particularly the Gibson that I usually play at the jams. The strings I ordered for it came in right before I left and there was no time to change them so that had to wait. I’ve since got them changed out and I’ll be playing them in this week so they are ready for Sunday.
Oh. That’s one of the most immediate of the next things. The April Blues Jam is coming up. I will, of course, be going. I don’t know that I have anything new to be playing or singing. I didn’t really plan on adding anything to my repertoire for this go around. I only planned on learning the words to the songs that I sang and didn’t know and polishing up other songs. However, I might have inadvertently learned a couple of new ones. We’ll see if they make it to the stage.
The Ovation painting is still coming along. I was able to work on it this weekend and I’m closer to finishing out the second pass of the flame red. That should get finished up soon and I’ll be on to working on the blending layer next. It’s not a lot to share on that. It’s a process that takes time and I seem to be always running out of day, and night.
Even after all the excitement of the San Antonio trip, I’d still like to have lots of news of things being in the works and big progress on something this or that. I don’t. I think I’m still re-grouping from the trip. I’m trying to figure out how I want to do things next. Or maybe what to do next. I may have to give up trying to ‘figure it out’ and just start doing. Sort of like carving out and shaping the surfboard while riding the wave.
There are a few ways you can do this. I chose the solo method. I got in the rental car and headed that way. I had a basic map from the hotel, and signs pointing me to the Mission Trail. You can look up the particulars as to how many Missions there are and what they are called. I tried to see two and was only successful in seeing one. Remember the pollen bombs? They were starting to get to me so my touristing enthusiasm was low. The parking was horrible at Mission Concepcion so I didn’t see that one. I did go to Mission San Jose and see it. There was a Palm Sunday service letting out as I got close to the chapel.
had something I should see. Several had the same recommendations and those were the ones I tried to get to. As I said, I missed out on the light show and a few of the Missions. I also missed out on taking a boat ride on the Riverwalk and the ‘hop on, hop off’ bus tour. But I did get over to the Pearl Brewery area. The Culinary Institute of America at San Antonio is there and there was a stand sponsored by the school. I didn’t eat there so I can’t vouch for how good it was, but it looked unique. I did have an ice cream at Lick. They have some really interesting flavors that I would not have made into ice cream, as well as a vanilla and a chocolate. I had the horchata ice cream. Very tasty.
Jorge y Nicole. They play what they call Acoustic World Music. Jorge plays guitar and Nicole plays acoustic bass guitar. I was struck by the sound of their instruments as well as the beauty. Wow. They were nice enough to take some time to chat with me about their instruments and a bit about what they are doing musically. Including a little about recording their CD. It’s also available for digital download. They shared that it was tricky finding someone to record the acoustic instruments well but they did finally find a studio in Arkansas. They play some really beautiful music. Well worth checking out. Oh, and, I asked, the guitar is a Cordoba and the bass are Fenders.
The hotel I stayed in was right on the Riverwalk. I could go out the back and I was there. There were a lot of restaurants and eating places, and a few regular shops. There was a CVS, and a Hard Rock Cafe, and a Ben and Jerry’s Ice Cream. There were two places that had been there for over 70 years. I ate at one, called The Original. The food was good. It was Mexican. Watch out for the salsa, the heat just keeps building with that one. But the chips, for sure, weren’t Tostitoes.

When I planned the trip, and then heard about the March for Our Lives I decided that if there was a march in San Antonio I would try to participate. For whatever else you may think there are things about the movement that I consider positive. And I can support that. So vacation or no, a few hours to go support a cause and support the people organizing it, was the right thing to do.
and at one point I turned around to no less than what I thought was 5 members of the clergy standing together. As it turns out, I have a few pictures of at least 6. And I know for sure at least 2 of them marched along side us.

met at the Corynation line, dance Folklorico. I thought he was dancing around 2:00pm but as it turned out, he had danced earlier so I missed it. I did stay to watch the women from a local dance studio perform some Flamenco and Folklorico dances. There were a couple who were quite talented.







In all of this I have managed to work on some music and some painting. I worked on that second pass of the Flame Red for the Ovation Painting. I made quite a bit of progress and if I weren’t traveling this week, I’d be finishing it up and moving on to the next step. Which will probably be the blending layer of red. That’s where my thoughts are on this piece so I might as well get those cleared out so I can make space to think about how I want to handle the fret board and a few other areas that will require some color mixing. I took a picture of the progress for you.
I’ve been practicing guitar so much lately I have worn the strings on my Gibson out to where they are sounding a bit dull. It’s already time to change the strings that I just put on in December. Unfortunately, I don’t have another pack of the ones I put on there so I ordered some. Since the strings are not here yet I have been playing other guitars. I found two more that needed new strings. Those I had a spare set of strings for each so I have changed them. I have one more that, while the strings don’t sound bad, the ones that are on it were some I was trying out to see how I like them. They are ok. I don’t like them. So I want to change those to the strings I like. Which I have a spare set of. However, this is the classical guitar and restringing it is usually the more time consuming restring of the six-string guitars I have. Oh, but that Schecter. With the locking tuners. Wow. That was a quick and easy restring. Here’s a shot of my tools and one of my string surgery patients.
I suppose, on the surface, it doesn’t seem like I’m that busy. I just come home and play guitar and sing, or paint. It’s not like I’m in a band and have rehearsal several nights a week and performances other nights. And unlike my very talented friend in Austin who is an artist, I’m not preparing for an art show, or writing articles for artist magazines. But that’s just the surface. And all of it takes large amounts of time. But every once in a while, you get an unexpected opportunity that makes you stop a moment, admire and breathe. Here’s one I tried to capture one morning this week as I was getting ready for the day job. My camera doesn’t do it near the justice it deserved.