In The Studio

I Have Moved

2009-06-02T04:01:00.000-07:00

I have moved to here: http://manganeseblue.com/

Tra-lah-lah-lah.

Sparkle!

Alliteration

2009-05-28T09:17:00.001-07:00

WON'T WORK WITH THE S's!

*angry-bo-bangry*

Ack

2009-05-27T13:45:00.000-07:00

Oh DEAR.

If I cannot find the right quotations to summarise the feeling of each work, I shall have to write the quotations myself!

I am very unimpressed with my searching today. Unless...should I *be* impressed that I end up back at myself?

*squinty eyes*

Gnash

2009-05-27T12:54:00.000-07:00

Oh dear.

I suppose, because I cannot find good resource images of the landscapes I see in my mind, that I should just try and paint the landscapes I see in my mind.

No Good, No Good

2009-05-26T06:22:00.001-07:00

Oh, the next two weeks are going to be horrible because I'm not in Scotland and Italy like I'm supposed to be.
And everyone else is.
Couple that with exhaustion and left over pregnancy hormones and I'm bound to be a mess.

So....operation FIGHT DEPRESSION....I *really* *really* *really* need to work on all things art right now.

Distraction - it's not just a river in Egypt.

DID IT!

2009-05-25T14:42:00.000-07:00

Freaking *did* it.
Model searched all morning.
Found an *amazingly* inspiring male model.
Designed an entire series in my head around him.
Sorted through and saved some poses that will work.
Realised you can see my boobies in my DA avvie on different computers. *eyeroll*

I may or may not draw the works up this evening...that's no problem.

I feel like I've done a huge chunk of work today.
Creative work.

And it's...blissful.

Indeed.
No, really.

Oh, I couldn't explain if I wanted to!

I think, due to the stormy weather, the tired mamma and the wonderful accomplishments of today, I am going to snuggle in bed with my bug tonight and watch some kind of weird, trippy art flick (that in no way passes my snobby standards) and fall asleep smiling.

Go on...have another serving of Bliss while you're at it, Ms. Scott!

(or...you know...I'll creep out at midnight to light candles in The Ovary Room and have at it while the world sleeps)

Anaemic smiles have never looked so pretty.
CHECK OUT HOW HAPPY I AM!
(okay, no, just imagine it because I'm too tired to take a photo. plus my boobies might show on your computer *another eyeroll*)

Spring Cleaning

2009-05-25T12:54:00.001-07:00

Oh yes, and I'd like to revamp my blog.
New title bar, new colour scheme, etc, when I get the chance.

I suppose it's just Spring.

Website

2009-05-25T10:32:00.001-07:00

Need to update it and change the layout.
Nothing fancy.
Need to put on a lot of works from last year (including the masquerade series)and change the splash page so it shows recent activity.

Wish List

2009-05-25T08:35:00.000-07:00

A wireless card for the computer which has been moved into my studio.
Will help excessively with model searching and site updates.

Another work bench.

A place to cut wood and spray paint...possibly front porch, which needs to be cleared.

Time. (it's not an illusion, no, no, I swear it's not...it can be bought in a bottle from the sweaty guy on the corner, right?)

May 25 - Today

2009-05-25T08:30:00.000-07:00

Today, after a 6 month absence, I hope to get back into the studio.
No, I don't 'hope to', I WILL.
Prior attempts at this have left me undercoating, at best, with no real work being done.
By the end of today I hope to have chosen 4 models/poses, designed the compositions and idea, and have drawn up 4 works.
The last - the drawing up of 4 works - may be impossible and I won't kill myself if I am not able to do it...But I will draw up at least ONE.

I am most excited.

I will start small, but surely start.

It's one small step for art, but one huge leap for Sarahkind.

It's True Love

2009-05-25T07:25:00.000-07:00

With the latest addition to our family it was a little bit hard (ie. impossible) to use my watercolours. Especially while nursing.
To get around this problem of 'not being able to create' I thought about changing mediums.
For Mothers Day, in fact, boy got me some really expensive coloured pencils and a new sketchbook.
Unfortunately, as I wrote elsewhere, giving up watercolours for a new medium is like giving up true love for a tawdry affair.
I just can't see it ending well.
So for the past month I've put it off. And off. And off.
Procrastination is not a friend to the arts.
Today I've decided, with all certainty, to get back into the studio.
And with that decision I've also chosen to stick with watercolours.
It will be hard to work around them and a baby (it's the drying time, you see, amongst other things) but I'm willing to give it a go before giving up this medium completely.
At the very worst I will switch to WC paper, instead of painting on wood, which dries much faster.

Wish me luck.

The Ovary Room

2009-05-22T08:21:00.000-07:00

Is the new name for my studio.
It's amazing how the addition of one penis to the house can make you scream words like 'ovary'.
I love my boys more than ANYTHING and I'm quite liking the idea of being the figure of feminine beauty in our family.
My studio shall become a safe haven for that.
A place to dive and delve into my own personal orbs and stretches, to move and grow as a member of the opposite sex.

I'm temporarily sharing 'The Ovary Room' so we still call it 'The Art Room' for now.

I cannot wait until I can pull up the staples and lay the flooring.

Then I just need to start working again.

My darling husband is working out a schedule with the sprog so that I can get back into it.

And the sprog seems to be sleeping a little more.

So...we'll make it.
The art world and I.

I'm not sure what my next quest is but it's rolling on in like a storm.

Writing

2009-03-14T12:50:00.000-07:00

I think I am going to start writing again.
I must take my poetry book with me to the hospital.

As Ani DiFranco would say, "that's not vulgarity, that's poetry"

And I agree.

snicker

2009-03-13T09:57:00.001-07:00

It Came

2009-03-03T16:36:00.000-08:00

grin

2009-02-28T22:12:00.001-08:00

When I wake tomorrow (today), there should be snow!

Squee!

Can't Keep A Bad Man Down.

2009-02-26T14:07:00.000-08:00

Forced to take a break in home renovations until next paycheck, I managed to escape into the studio today.

First time painting since....NOVEMBER!??!?!

It feels soooooooo good.
You can't keep a bad man down. ;)

Bedroom Renovations

2009-02-24T12:08:00.001-08:00

Brennen finished the flooring yesterday!
Again, home renovations are currently taking place of my other art...
This won't be forever, though!

Baseboard and painted trims still to come.
As is renovation on the half-bath.

Murder Ballads

2009-02-21T12:49:00.001-08:00

Yesterday morning as I was dreamily waking (in the perfect sunbeam) from a somewhat decent nights sleep, Brennen sits bolt upright in bed.
He declares "I have to get up and write a murder ballad".
About an hour or two later he gets back into bed for snuggles and when I eventually roll out I find lyrics - to a wonderful murder ballad - on my computer screen.

See?

Reason #5980 why I love him.

Maybe Through The Summer!

2009-02-20T14:45:00.000-08:00

So my donation sold immediately.
At full price, not at silent auction.
A week BEFORE the benefit.

Hoorah!

And it looks like, with t-shirt sales, the store MAY stay open through the summer! (cross fingers)

I'm so excited and contemplating if there is anything else I can give to them.
Tina (one of the owners) says people are being so generous and it's really humbling to them.

I think it's so beautiful.

Go-go-gadget people!

The Gnu's Room

2009-02-20T10:24:00.000-08:00

Today I am going down to donate some art to The Gnu's Room.
I had an email requesting any donation of art I could make (for a silent auction) as they could no longer afford to keep the doors open.
I am devastated!
I can't remember how long The Gnu's Room has been here, but it seems like forever.
And it's a beautiful, *beautiful* place.
Second-hand bookstore/coffee-shop (not that the coffee is second-hand) with a BEAUTIFUL vibe and lots of people.
They have an art wall to support local artists, they have readings by different authors each month, and they also have open-mike poetry night.

I'm so SO sad if they close the doors.

They are having a benefit concert/party on the 28th of this month.
I'm hoping it is in an effort to raise money and stay open but I fear it is instead to just gain lost money back...and the doors will still be shut.

Due to the fact I've been working on home renovations, I haven't much to offer them.

But I am going to donate my Janis Joplin record painting and the John Lennon one.
Even if they just fetch a little...some money is better than no money.

Please wish The Gnu's Room luck!

Studio Progress

2009-02-12T14:32:00.000-08:00

I'm going to dig my new room, methinks!
Can't wait to help boy work on his.
Though, of course, his will be minus the butterflies. ;)

Please Help Brennen!

2009-02-12T05:38:00.000-08:00

Please help Brennen start recording again!
He currently can't make any music with the machine that we have.
He has been unable to produce anything since his laptop was stolen on November 7th.

If you are interested in helping and want to know how, please go here.

We appreciate anything anyone can offer!

Love & Sparkles,
xxxS.

The Fall

2009-02-04T19:19:00.000-08:00

'The Fall' is a very beautiful movie.

The Fall.

And Of Course...

2009-02-04T12:37:00.001-08:00

And of course, with the sunniest room in the house comes...

da da da DUM....

CATS!

B wanted me to have this room because it has the best lighting.
I wonder if he'll change his mind now all his kitties are vegging out in there!

Studio Progress

2009-02-04T12:32:00.000-08:00

WAH!
*bursts into tears*

Most of my stuff is in storage! All my art magazines, my knick-knacks, my pretties! I only have a few boxes here, so perhaps my room won't get done today afterall. Boy will be pleased...it will mean more time to work on the bedroom.

So the room used to have orange shag carpet and mint green walls. We ripped up the carpet (eventually we'll put down a wood flooring) and I painted the walls Acorn Squash. aka, YELLOW! The colour of insanity, I've been told.

Here are some photos.
The pink blotches in the first photo are where I speckled holes in the wall.

Wall Colour

2009-02-02T06:56:00.000-08:00

My lover and I went to Home Depot last night to pick wall colour for my studio.
I'm *so* excited!
Last night I hussled all of the desks into the center of the room and threw old sheets over them.
This morning I remove nails, speckle and sand.
Then this afternoon - with any luck - I PAINT!!!!

New studio here we come....

I am tremendously excited.

*jumps up and down*

Our Digits

2009-02-01T10:19:00.000-08:00

As artists we fight over our fingers.
Especially while moving house.

"I'll take that...you're a musician....I don't want you to hurt your hands!"
"No, *I'll* take it...you're an artist....I don't want you to hurt your hands."
"Careful, baby!"
"Hey, CAREFUL, baby!"

And so forth, and so forth.

We had a really funky mirror in a really funky frame.
Boy wanted to chuck it out because it was a hassle to move, I wanted to keep it because it looked groovy.

But then I thought of the glass.
And our fingers.

And said "yes, you can toss it, baby"
His eyes widened in surprise.
It's not normally so easy to sway me.
However...

his digits are too important.
And so are mine.

And into the trash pile it went. *grin*

Why can't they make mirrors out of styrofoam, hmmm?

Looooooooooooooooook!

2009-02-01T10:05:00.000-08:00

addit!

(my new work will not be involving people, except for some wrap-ups)
(loooooooooooooooooookaddit!!)

Hoorah! Zombies!

2009-01-30T06:26:00.001-08:00

Click!

Forecast

2009-01-28T05:17:00.000-08:00

Forecast for tomorrow:

"Abundant sunshine."

The phrase made me smile.

Inspired.

2009-01-27T13:03:00.000-08:00

Inspired today.
A thousand ideas and notions swimming in my head.
Sitting cross-legged on the computer chair, listening to good music.
Just finished chatting to a good friend on chat about his manuscripts, excited to read one of his novels and look for publishers.
Earlier, yesterday, sorted out the 'art room' a little. A place for both Brennen and I to create until his studio is sorted, at which point the art room will become my solo studio.
Inspired by things in society but more so inspired by the idea of my son, and by creating ideas and projects *around* him.
Inspired by the weather which is AMAZING for the middle of winter.
Did I mention I was sitting cross-legged in a summer dress?
Yes, open the windows and smell the air...today is a day adrift on a raft or under the forest trees.
Inspired by the music I listen to.
Inspired by the smell of potential, not bitter, not sweet, just...earthy.
Raw.
Earthy.

Inspired.
Despite all of the work to do.

Inspired, inspired, inspired.

Life is very beautiful today.

Oh, Crap

2009-01-17T08:15:00.000-08:00

According to my mothers blog, Andrew Wyeth died today.
She says he was allowed to because he was 91.
I say he should have asked first.

For those who don't know Wyeth (and his father) were AMAZING artists.

I really love Andrew's work.

Christina's World - Andrew Wyeth

His pieces always had such a sense of isolation to them, which I really loved.

RIP, Old Man.

My Lover, My Hero

2009-01-15T20:44:00.000-08:00

Boy came home from work!
With our mandolin!
And he FIXED IT.
He made it sooooooo much easier to play!
He sanded the bridge down an eighth of an inch and put on new strings.
And Josh threw in a pretty plate for it.
Awwwwwwwww.
I love it.
It's SO MUCH EASIER to practice on now.

My lover, my hero.
*grin*

Hey!

2009-01-15T16:40:00.000-08:00

Hey!
This boy is silly fast!

On Art

2009-01-15T12:44:00.001-08:00

I haven't been painting.
I have no studio space and really no where to paint.
I'm really eager to slide mandolin into my painting time, at the moment.
And secretly, for a *very* drained body (which is moi), the clean up on a mandolin session is MUCH easier.
*high fives the moon*

So the little one I'm learning on is a tough one to learn on, Brennen says.
He says it's because it's a 'piece of crap'.
He doesn't want me to get discouraged and give up because of the instrument.

He found me a FABULOUS deal, though, on one that would normally retail around $800-$1000, which comes with tuner and hard case....for only $350.

Sooooo, my lovely art friends, any suggestions on how one would come up with a quick $350?

*boing eyes*

30 Second Bunnies

2009-01-13T17:11:00.000-08:00

I love the 30 Second Bunny episodes.
They make me very happy.
If you haven't seen them before, you can catch a lot of them on youtube. ;)

Tinker Tinker

2009-01-13T15:27:00.000-08:00

*plink*
*plink*

(sorry about the photosize, I don't know why the blog resize quit working)

Mandolin

2009-01-12T14:24:00.000-08:00

I just had my first mandolin lesson!
WOOT!
With my wicked husband.
And we didn't even fight!!!
All that happened was I fell even *more* in love with the joker.

Who knew?!??!

We played Folsom Prison Blues. ;)

I am excited to play some more but for now I must help him with home renovations instead....

*runs off, ecstatic*

Wind

2009-01-07T07:13:00.000-08:00

The wind is ferocious right now.
Very 'dance of the passionate Gods'.
That's not what I really want to call it, but I'm being polite for the sake of my blog readers.
I'd really label it something much more fierce, erotic and crass.
It was pretty severe last night, too.
We've been having some great storms.
Despite the fact I'm in the process of moving, I adore it so.
It's nature at it's finest.
It takes all I have in me not to run out like a mad woman, sliding on the slippery leaves and turning my face up towards the storm.
Maybe when I don't have to be so cautious with my body, the 'dancers' shall come again.
And then...well....we shall 'dance' together.
Over and over again.
Wouldn't that be quite delicious?
Yes, yes.
For now I'm off to listen to the Gods bellow.
So nice this early in the morn.

New Years Resolutions!

2009-01-07T07:02:00.000-08:00

Oh!
My friend Louise reminded me that I hadn't posted these online, yet.
I scribbled them into my journal on New Years Eve.
I had five.
Let's see if I can remember them off the top of my head!
(and resolutions are very exciting for me because I seem to achieve at least 80% of them each year. Hollar!)

1. Run a Half Marathon
2. Discover and excel at a new artistic medium
3. Plant a luscious herb garden
4. Map out the backyard and get started on a MASSIVE veggie garden
5. Leave the country

Those were them, alright!
I feel like there should be more.
But five was what I had so five is what I shall stick to.
If I conquer three out of five before the half-year, I may make some additional goals for June onwards. ;)

Growing Home

2009-01-07T06:54:00.000-08:00

That's right.
After SIX YEARS without them, I have discovered a place where I may be able to buy Feijoa trees.
Annnnnnnnnnd I have discovered they grow in a 'Zone 10' and a 'Zone 8' in America.
Annnnnnnnnnd Ala-FREAKING-bama is a ZONE EIGHT! (here I pee my panties)

So!
With any luck, when the seller is back from holiday, I can acquire a couple of Feijoa Trees.

And then I can plant them in my new back yard.
And then NOT ONLY will I have the most delicious fruit ON ZEE PLANET outside my windows, but I will be the only one in the area with them!

I am seriously contemplating acquiring a passionfruit vine, too.

If my backyard can pull this off, 2009 is going to be rocking.

*high fives the moon*

Winter Never Happened

2008-12-30T09:34:00.001-08:00

We've all been running around barefoot and pregnant.
No, wait, I mean barefoot and in t-shirts.

I think it was 70+ on Christmas day.
And it's been in the high 70's/60's since.

Sunshiney!
Sunglasses!
Blinding light.

And B informs me all of mankind is meant to be dead in an ice-age right now.
And I go 'bok bok' like a chicken.
No, wait, I mean I go 'what what' like a baffled.

So it's all very amazing.
This hairspray debate.
If the 80's never happened maybe we would all be frozen.

And pollution is bad.
IT IS BAD.

But it is summer here.
And we are not dead.

Very odd.

I squint hairy eyeballs at the world.

EMIL SCHILDT - new love

2008-12-28T11:21:00.000-08:00

Dust, once more, blown off beauty.

EMIL SCHILDT - Click.

Contemplating

2008-12-27T10:04:00.000-08:00

Paper.

Lego Art

2008-12-27T09:07:00.001-08:00

New Work

2008-12-23T09:54:00.001-08:00

To be posted soon.

Life Status

2008-12-17T12:15:00.000-08:00

The people around me are currently insane.
They even admit to it sadly so I know it's not my own insanity getting worse.

Has anyone else ever felt like the word 'help' is...redundant?

Life is very strange right now.
I feel like sitting naked in a snowfield.

It would be quite nice.
To hear the snapping of bones in such a pristine silence.

Like the cracking of wood.

s n a p .

Andy Warhol

2008-12-17T12:14:00.000-08:00

"I don't know where the artificial stops and the real starts"

Pastel.

2008-12-12T15:49:00.001-08:00

Pastel.Charcoal.Hands.
Smudging.Tearing.Rip.
Soft.Pale.Smooth.

We shall figure something out.

I Don't

2008-12-12T15:39:00.000-08:00

I don't like my paintings.

Not any of them.

I'm trying to figure out what to do from here.

And what to do with all of my old works.

Last time I painted over everything I got in trouble with loved ones (the great grey-out)

After I've finished all of my Christmas pieces I want a rebirth.

Perfct timing, considering the New Year will be here.

What should I do, I wonder?
I want to carve into the flesh of the canvas and rip something out so brutal, so passionate, so...none of the stuff I've ever done.

Do I need a new medium?
Or just a new style?

I think I need to study.
And paint only from the heart.

Christmas Gift

2008-12-12T14:28:00.001-08:00

Christmas Commission

2008-12-12T14:26:00.000-08:00

Snugary Snookies

2008-12-12T14:24:00.001-08:00

HE FINISHED HIS NOVEL!!!!

2008-12-01T06:41:00.000-08:00

He did it!
He did it!!

Despite...*everything*

Despite burglars.
Despite having his laptop (aka novel writing machine!) stolen.
Despite sleeping on somebody elses floor.
Despite working his normal job.
Despite trying to shift house.
Despite catering to his pregnant wife.
Despite being made the middle man in some of his family arguments.
Despite spending *way* too much time talking to his bitter old grandmother.
Despite stressing about landlords.
Despite....just....
*everything*

BRENNEN FINISHED HIS NOVEL LAST NIGHT.
And I am so proud/amazed/in awe/in love.

He celebrated with a good beer, I celebrated with sparkling grape juice.
I was ridiculously happy about it all.
I believe I even whooped and hollared amongst hugs.
I want to print the pages out and do naughty things to them.

Brennen's just so freaking inspiring!

Commission

2008-11-22T10:51:00.000-08:00

I'm not on my usual computer, this is the best cyber image of it I could get.

Le Fin.

You Cry, I'll Clap

2008-11-22T10:49:00.000-08:00

It's always very amusing to me when clients cry over their commissions.
But only because they are tears of joy (thankfully) which make me happy, so I jump up and down and clap my hands.

Today, in fact, I watched a woman cry in the middle of the street while I jumped up and down beside her, clapped my hands and grinned.

Odd brilliance, all around.

Please Accept My Drawing

2008-11-16T06:21:00.000-08:00

A friend sent me this.
*Ridiculously* grand!
Hoorah for Soni!

(sorry for the small sizing)

Oh DEAR!

2008-11-09T07:38:00.001-08:00

It seems the last two posts appear quite miserable!
Oh no, oh no, oh no.
I will have to post something happy.

*purses lips*
*squeewonks nose*

FRESH PINEAPPLE IS THE MOST DELICIOUS THING ON EARTH!
AND I HAVE A TUB FULL!!!!

How is that?
*grin*

Painting news when I have it...my paints and canvas are not currently with me....
xxxS.

Come Back

2008-11-08T09:47:00.000-08:00

Brennen is working all day and then travelling to a gig out of town tonight.
I don't know when I'll see him.
It seems the only home I have right now is in his arms.
It's the only place I feel welcome.
I wish he would come back.

Show Cancellation

2008-11-07T14:06:00.000-08:00

I'm miserable and upset.
I just had my house broken into (yes, those creeps came back) and am now in the process of having to find a new place to live.
Because of this I don't foresee the rest of my Starbucks paintings being done on time and I just wrote them a note cancelling my show.

I feel just rotten about it.

About everything, really.

And boy oh BOY....does my head hurt today.

10pm Tuesday

2008-11-04T20:19:00.000-08:00

I am ridiculously, ridiculously, RIDICULOUSLY happy about the election results.
Stoked.
Elated.
Grinning.

Huzzah, Obama!

I have a new hope for this country.
It's the best I've felt about American politics since I arrived here.
Tonight I go to bed smiling.

Louis Armstrong

2008-11-03T16:00:00.001-08:00

Billie Holiday

2008-11-03T15:59:00.002-08:00

Robert Johnson

2008-11-03T15:59:00.001-08:00

Nina Simone

2008-11-03T15:58:00.001-08:00

Miles Davis

2008-11-03T15:57:00.000-08:00

Ella Fitzgerald

2008-11-03T15:45:00.000-08:00

Oh, But Kayne.

2008-11-02T13:10:00.000-08:00

But my best friend called from New Zealand this morning.
He is a rockstar.
And he restores my faith in mankind, constantly.
And he added crimson to my day.

Black.

2008-11-02T13:02:00.000-08:00

Love it.
Love him.

Click.

In other news, I've had a wretched morning.
I screwed up two paintings.
Luckily just the backgrounds, not the portraits, so I can paint over them.
Still, I am very unimpressed about it.
To make myself feel better I ate almost an entire pineapple.
Now I'm contemplating a bag of tangerines.
Next I'll pick a tune to stamp around to.
And only *then* will I put on my apron and pick up my paintbrush again.

Here's to finishing Billie Holiday, Robert Johnson and Nina Simone today.
The mood, my dears, is very black indeed.

In Fact...

2008-10-31T07:17:00.001-07:00

I'm taking the cookies to bed WITH me.

*high fives the moon*

Screw.

2008-10-31T07:16:00.001-07:00

I'm going to eat a chocolate milano cookie and then go upstairs and jump into bed with boy.
If I can't work I may as well get my snuggle on.

ARGH!!!

2008-10-31T06:18:00.000-07:00

I left my art palettes over yonder.

*tears hair out*

All I wanted to do when I woke this morn was paint!

Even...

2008-10-30T07:31:00.000-07:00

Even with a break-in and a stressful day, he's still going.

Day 59 for my man.

I bow down.

A drawing a day.

Arseholes

2008-10-30T07:12:00.000-07:00

Two guys tried to break into my house yesterday when I was home alone.
I was in the middle of painting.
The show stuff was GOING WELL when my entire day kinda fell apart.
NOW nobody wants me to be here by myself!
So I have to pack all my stuff up and leave with B when he goes to work.
Most most frustrating.
I have everything I need here to be 1) a happy artist 2) a happy pregnant chick.
Now I'm going elsewhere to be all disgruntled.

Gnarf!
Why do idiots have to go and ruin everything?
I hope I can get some work done, wherever I end up.

Work

2008-10-26T09:31:00.001-07:00

Paintings to be completed this week.

+ 4 more in this series which I need to make canvases for/compose & draw.

Grrrr. I Love My Pooper

2008-10-24T10:11:00.001-07:00

He has taken to napping on my couch during my workday.
So I have taken to working on the floor.

But how can you move something so beautiful?
*boing eyes*

I suspect, in four months when the floor is a little more difficult to conquer, I shall move him with a pinch or a water pistol!

Lester Waters - Awesome Art

2008-10-22T12:34:00.000-07:00

So I'm doing blues/jazz musicians right now for my next show.
Whilst looking for a new reference photo of Mississippi John Hurt I stumbled across some AWESOME coffin art by Lester Waters.

I *really* wish I had thought of this.

It's all so awesome.

Click For More Coffins

Beautiful Commission

2008-10-21T16:01:00.001-07:00

Okay, I'm a little stressed because I have zero works for the Starbucks show and a few weeks to pull it together.
I have compositions but no materials yet.
And I just got given a commission. *freaks out*

BUT....this commission is sooooo beautiful.
Really.
The idea of it (I'll say more later) makes my heart beat and I just want to run away with it.

So even though I know I really ought to be working on Starbucks, I have to get this new composition started. I just can't wait.

Iyeeee!
Stress and beauty! Always determined to walk hand-in-hand!

Damn Skippy

2008-10-19T10:15:00.001-07:00

Yes, But Is It Art

2008-10-14T10:18:00.000-07:00

Somebody hung a teabag from our paper towels.
And it wasn't us.

Fangs

2008-10-12T19:16:00.000-07:00

I wish I had never filed my fangs.
I'm madly in love with Bill and Sookie.

ARRRrrrGGGhhHHhhHH!

2008-10-10T06:05:00.000-07:00

I left seven canvases on the front porch last night.
Of course it's not SUMMER anymore so the morning dew saturated them and they're ALL WET today.

Wanna see my unimpressed face?

p.s:

2008-10-07T16:03:00.000-07:00

The eye of a female bowerbird.

Male Bowerbirds (are the shizz)

2008-10-07T15:57:00.000-07:00

Male bowerbirds use color to personalize their space and, more importantly, to attract the lady birds into it.

When they're feeling frisky, male bowerbirds build intricately woven nests or bowers to house their prospective mate. To attract the female, the male then uses color to decorate:

These objects — usually strikingly blue in hue — may include hundreds of shells, leaves, flowers, feathers, stones, berries, and even discarded plastic items or pieces of glass. The bird spends hours carefully sorting and arranging his collection, with each object in a specific place; if an object is moved while the bowerbird is away he will put it back in its place.

Painting

2008-10-05T08:04:00.001-07:00

I said now the show was up I was going to take a break and do nothing for the weekend.
But I feel like painting.
*eye roll*
So I will start cutting some more wood, I suppose.

Goopy

2008-10-05T07:14:00.001-07:00

You know, this is going to sound goopy and gick.
But I spend a lot of time lately thanking God for my husband.
Really, I'll be sitting on the couch and I'll get a burst of joy and I'll silently thank all the powers above.
Because I love him, so so much.
And I couldn't imagine my life without him, for *one* second.

I can't believe how lucky I am.
If the whole world falls down I'll be perfectly okay...as long as he's in my heart.

No Photos!

2008-10-05T06:18:00.000-07:00

I didn't take any photos of my paintings when they were done! Or any photos at the show last night.
I took a couple pre-event but they don't look very snazzy. And I missed a couple of walls.
I'm hoping my friends that were there with cameras will email me some from mid-show.

Show Fabulous

2008-10-04T21:10:00.000-07:00

Nice venue.
Great turn out.
Sold two large pieces.
Have interest in two smaller pieces.
Got to see old friends.
Had my AMAZING (swear to God) husband play an AWESOME one man show (he's so good he's ridiculous)

Bah.
Show fabulous.

Artist tired.

I go to bed now?
*rabbit nose*

2008-10-02T18:13:00.000-07:00

Awwwwww.

2008-10-02T04:04:00.000-07:00

I just found out one of our friends is blowing off an Andrew Peterson concert (he's an Andrew nut, too) to come to my show.

*ridiculously* honoured right now.

Pet Commission

2008-09-27T08:57:00.001-07:00

Boy Simply Says...

2008-09-27T08:54:00.000-07:00

Only a week before my show and I'm 8 paintings behind.
It's technically not my fault, body issues have kept me from performing, but it doesn't fix anything by saying that.

In bed last night I mumble "my show is going to be crap, a real failure."
Boy simply says..."You can pull it off, baby. You always do."

*boing eyes*

I hope it gets sorted, really.

Beauty

2008-09-18T20:19:00.001-07:00

Walnuts

2008-09-18T06:17:00.000-07:00

When I eat walnuts in baking it reminds me of my mum's mum.
That's all.

Feathers

2008-09-17T12:07:00.002-07:00

Eye

2008-09-17T12:07:00.001-07:00

Locket

2008-09-17T12:06:00.001-07:00

Season Change!

2008-09-16T06:57:00.001-07:00

Oh!
The happiest days OF MY LIFE are when I wake up and feel a change in the air.
Not due to a temporary storm (though I also adore those) or some kind of temperature drop.
But due to the changing of the seasons.

For the past three days pecans have been falling onto our tin roof...so delicious all day to hear the random plink-plonking, the sudden BANGS and booms. That was delicious in and of itself but this morning, this morning...

There was a change in the air when I woke.
The change of fall, travelling down the road.
I imagine fall in an old horse drawn carriage, horseman dressed in black cloaks, whipping a frantic whip and hurtling forward. Wind whipping and knocking leaves off the trees down a dark, dirt road.

So beautiful!

I can't believe the seasons are changing RIGHT now.

This morning has made my morning.
*grin*

Beanstalk Reality

2008-09-14T06:53:00.000-07:00

b e a n s t a l k . r e a l i t y.

The older I get the less I believe in reality, which is not real, and the more I believe in fantasy, which is no longer fantasy.
A friend gave me a drawstring pouch yesterday filled with dirty one dollar coins. Just like in Robin Hood.
I adore it. He told me to buy a pizza. How could you spend treasure on such a beast? Nay, I say. I will spend it on notions.
I also hope to acquire (now) a similar drawstring pouch filled with beans, that I may throw out on any occasion that pleases me. Walking down the street. Driving through the country. Jumping on the bed. Wishes, you see.
I am very good at wishing on things.
I wish on pennies, I wish on dandelions, I wish on stars, I wish on time, I wish on magic, I wish on superstition, I wish on the way his breath intakes. It couldn't hurt anything to add beanstalks to the mix.
When baby is born I resolve never to stop sewing grass and flowers on the ceiling, or to planting stars in the ground. Not at 6 months, not at 2 years, not at 5, 7, 12, 15, 18 and then some.
We'll construct the world together, we three, playing our soundtracks, telling our stories, lighting the paths we stumble down. Fireflies in palms, pockets out turned, nothing but light on our breaths.
And I don't care for the people who can't speak this language.
For the people who left Neverland and are indignant at those that didn't.
Because they are not real, either.
And their reality is not ours.
I can't believe that every day I break down another grey brick wall.
Smash it to smithereens with a wish, a kiss.
To let the fields spill out.
I can't believe how easy it's gotten to find what's real and what's not.
To make flowers rain down from above.

It's pretty beautiful to be this way.
A true back-stroking from God.

Let's... be.

In The Studio

I Have Moved

Alliteration

Ack

Gnash

No Good, No Good

DID IT!

Spring Cleaning

Website

Wish List

May 25 - Today

It's True Love

The Ovary Room

Writing

*snicker*

It Came

*grin*

Can't Keep A Bad Man Down.

Bedroom Renovations

Murder Ballads

Maybe Through The Summer!

The Gnu's Room

Studio Progress

Please Help Brennen!

The Fall

And Of Course...

Studio Progress

Wall Colour

Our Digits

Looooooooooooooooook!

Hoorah! Zombies!

Forecast

Inspired.

Oh, Crap

My Lover, My Hero

Hey!

On Art

30 Second Bunnies

Tinker Tinker

Mandolin

Wind

New Years Resolutions!

Growing Home

Winter Never Happened

EMIL SCHILDT - new love

Contemplating

Lego Art

New Work

Life Status

Andy Warhol

Pastel.

I Don't

Christmas Gift

Christmas Commission

Snugary Snookies

HE FINISHED HIS NOVEL!!!!

Commission

You Cry, I'll Clap

Please Accept My Drawing

Oh DEAR!

Come Back

Show Cancellation

10pm Tuesday

Louis Armstrong

Billie Holiday

Robert Johnson

Nina Simone

Miles Davis

Ella Fitzgerald

Oh, But Kayne.

Black.

In Fact...

Screw.

ARGH!!!

Even...

Arseholes

Work

Grrrr. I Love My Pooper

Lester Waters - Awesome Art

Beautiful Commission

snicker

grin