My mother always claimed (and bragged) that she didn't know where my artistic talent came from since neither she nor my father ever "had any artistic talent." Either my mama was a big, fat liar, or she was hiding something from me (like most only children, I'll probably go with the latter). As mentioned previously, it was with some surprise that when I visited with Lou Cady in Cody last week he gave me three watercolors my mother had done when they lived in Anacortes, Washington. According to Lou, my mom took a watercolor class for two weeks, did three watercolors and quit. Here's one of them:
As Carole Glenn put it when I showed it to her this afternoon, "Boy, she nailed that one, didn't she?" Yes she did. Very sweet. Kathy and I are meeting Deena and Frank for dinner tonight in Scottsdale and I plan on giving one of them to her.
We had our annual "Low Ride Out" meeting this morning. Trish Brink, Meghan Saar, Robert Ray and I got together in the conference room to go over the 2007 issues of True West and determine what isn't cutting it in the magazine. The theory comes from Walt Disney who annually went over the rides in Disneyland, and whichever ride had the least riders, he would tell his imagineers to tear it down and build something better. Thus: low ride out.
It was a spirited discussion as we compared Reader Poll numbers with feedback tracking from readers and friends. At this point it looks like the Purveyors column and the calendar are either going to be revamped or chucked completely. We've got two new rides, I mean departments, we want to make room for.
"Perfection is finally attained not when there is no longer anything to add, but when there is no longer anything to take away."
—Antoine de Saint-Exupery
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