Yuki is like clockwork. Twice a year, he enters a mode of howling. Just like a wolf at the Moon. Last year, the autumn howl started on October 15-16, 2024, and ended on the 20th. Today, October 15, 2025, it began. Prior to this
* March 15, 2022,
* October 27, 2022,
* February 2, 2023,
* April 1, 2024, lasted four days.
* October 15-16, lasted 4 days
Update: October 19, 2025, it ended
Yuki, we have everything recorded!
Friends, I am currently at the opening of Marcia Klioze’s exhibit at the Arts Club Of Washington and I am absolutely thrilled! I am so happy for my wonderful mentor, from whom I have been learning oil painting for two and a half years. Today her solo exhibition is here, and the atmosphere is simply magical.
I am proud to be learning from her invaluable experience and learning to see the world anew. Next Tuesday is another class😉 I’ve wanted to post her works for a long time, and today I finally have the opportunity to share (I asked for permission, so it’s all official)!
Almost all works are for sale, for those who are interested, do drop by
Driving in the old town is quite something
Two hours a year when Yuku is allowed in the pool. It’s not that he’s happy, but he realized that if anything – he won’t drown;)
In the spy museum yesterday, one of the devastatingly informative terminals, where you had to crack the code, allowed you to hack into it too
Today I was riding my bike on the bike path (fast) and a rat, rushing somewhere, crashed into my foot (on the pedal) at full speed. It just bumped its head and ran away.
One of Yuki’s portraits. I hope he liked it
From the trip to Shepherdstown, WV. A small town an hour’s drive from home, founded over 260 years ago. Hardly any tourists, but the few small restaurants and shops compete against each other for the attention and interest of passing travelers.
From the street, there’s an open window at the Lost Dog Coffee cafe. Inside works a very colorful bartender and owner, Garth Emmery Janssen. The coffee shop’s Facebook tagline reads “Founded in 1995 by two crazy punk rockers. We are not normal. We do things correctly. it’s ❤️”
Oat milk latte, please. Dear sir, Garth answers me, that wouldn’t exactly be a latte then. But if you insist, of course. Okay, I say, make it the right way, it doesn’t matter to me. The coffee turned out delicious.
Next, there was an art studio, which I have already written about in previous posts, a handmade cosmetics store where the owner eagerly shares her chemical experiments on the quest for perfect creams and soaps, and where she sells prints drawn by her daughter, who, unfortunately, has grown up and no longer wants to draw.
A very homely atmosphere everywhere. And a nice little town. It lacked modernity, and yes, our regions are all like that, with dust from the past, modernity is somewhat cumbersome.
Rereading Feynman’s autobiography, this time in English, and my eyes stuck on the word carboy. It turns out that it’s the same as lady jeanne, and the same as demijohn – essentially lady jeanne in French (dame joanne). In short, it’s just a bottle.
We arrived in Sheperdstown yesterday, where there is a studio of a local artist, Michael Davis. His works are very interesting. In the studio, an enormous painting hangs on the whole wall, which immediately brings a smile to those somewhat versed in art, as it’s a riff on Madam X, and the artist decided to add Y — clearly alluding to transgender identity. At first, I thought it was his wife he painted (she seemed to be in charge at the studio yesterday, but perhaps they just resemble the XY model, so I didn’t ask). The strap on Madam XY has fallen, just like in Sargent’s original version before he repainted it and relocated it to avoid complete moral outrage.
A very talented artist. I will definitely visit his classes. Initially, I said “as much as 50 minutes to ride”, but now I think about it and will say “only 50 minutes to ride”.
Michael Timothy Davis Fine Art
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