Sometimes, I Get Hung Up

Today, on the bus, the five people sitting around me were simultaneously talking on their cell phones.

I closed my eyes and made it so that they were talking to each other but they kept interrupting one another.

Today's Card is The Fool

Today, my card is the Fool.

Maybe the satire of the Fool's journey will somehow commiserate the lackluster sales of Loaded Hips Press.

It's funny how these things work. Since my attention to painting, and the focus of my energy on the show in the Basil Hallward gallery, (and, well, my family, my garden, being outside in the sun) perhaps I've self-sabotaged the printmaking endeavors. It's been hard to focus on new work, when there's a nagging feeling that I should just close my Etsy shop all together and start on something entirely new... and the inability to "brand" my work, since that seems to be the special secret that leads to success.

I like to think that my work is like Sybil, with thirteen or so different characters batting around inside the same head, and branding seems like herding them all into a straight-jacket.

Which probably sounds really naive.

Which leads us back to the Fool.

I don't even have any Hollywood Babylon post-it note drawings to share with you.

I started a Frances Farmer, but she's just a face, smiling slyly, waiting for her straight-jacket

Plastics!

This past week I acquired some new loot of the plastic variety that I'm very excited about. The first of which was given to me as a birthday gift by my dear friend Emily. Behold...



Campus Cuties!!

No longer will I marvel at these little ladies from afar. I now have a starter set, which sadly means I might be swayed into abandoning what little social life I have to obsessively collecting these plastic/stylized wonders on *gasp* Ebay...

I would like to add, as Emily points out, they have no derrier to speak of! (Sorry, no picture to illustrate this point.)

My next wonderful new plastic article is ....



From a previous show at the Basil Hallward Gallery. The theme was items from the dollar store, re-purposed and priced at $1. I'm feeling a little grumpy with the internet right now so I'm slacking off on finding any further info on the group of artists from Seattle who came up with the whole brilliant idea. Let's just say there was lots of packaging and expressive use of pipe cleaners and googly eyes. A ++, guys! Here's my new magical horse, braving the rocky terrain with a little extra special hindquarter magic!