throwing up

Here's some more images of things covered in sequins, because someone might come to this blog and wanna look at them. oh, the mysteries! i really think red stripe isn't worth whatever whoever left it at my house paid for it.

painting teeth is hard.

I've decided that, from now on, everyone i will be atttracted to will not have a toothy grin. I think it's much harder to paint typically handsome people. general frustration ensues, and then there's no desire to continue the project. blah blah blah.

last night went to the Ditty Bops: way so cuteness! i want to wear a dress that looks like an artichoke and sing pretty songs: no more of this mushy paint stuff. Musicians have it made: nothing outside of recordings are permanent. people pay them to do the same trick over and over, preferably the same way, but tolerate it if they wanna switch things up. I feel constrained!

Just realised today that I only have 2 weeks until my next hanging, and ten days until i'm set to climb Adams with my father, grandfather and cousin. Agh! Acutally, though before i realised all these things, i was musing on how great life is, and how relaxed and ready for anything i felt. so, go figure.

Finished The Alienist. Great book for providing excuses not to do anything but eat frozen chocolate chips and read while sitting with cats in sunshine. life is good. just going too fast!

one painting almost done!

yey! it's of Nicole Mournian, who i miss terribly. it's going to be more of a sketch book series, i guess. but attractive. as it fleshes out i'll try to get more conceptual. There are still 4 kitties around, and I'm most of the way through the alienist.

So sorry for the slowness!

Now I'm at G-nehl house, with cable, so no more excuses (except the lack of camera) until next wednesday. Updated photos include : finished floor, my duct taped fingers and a very large beetle, and two sunset pictures of the area out by my mom's place. this space burned off last spring, so it really is dark in the forground. have to go buy groceries now.

Greetings from Seattle!

Up visiting Pam and David and casing many a small gallery here with ted. no picts because i left my camera in tri-cities, and this is pam's computer. it still makes nice tight clicking sounds. so full of beer and ribs and so happy. Just for the record, i made 9 attempts yesterday to stay connected at mom's long enought o show floor progress. but no luck. see y'all soon.

a work in progress

well, this is what i've been working on this weekend. but, ofcourse, it's completely different now. i'm down to typing with only my middle fingers, which are wrapped in duct tape.

I have been trying to make this work since 8/1

So, don't be mad at me, Andrew! I've been trying! I've also been to the beach and gotten very sun burned, and rode the Amtrak with this fantastic girl named Sandra, and now i'm in Tri-cities, trying to focus on what to do here. This morning i got a Hermes portable type writer and 2 bikinis at the value village. My mother has bought herself a motor scooter (?), and left for the beach, so i'm all alone and disoriented here. I need to get to work on something, i'm sure, but all i wnat to do is eat salmon soup and take naps. iyiyi!~ Anyway, sorry world that it has been so long between posts. blame the wifi, and my laziness. i've been busy, just not so that you'd notice. but i'll make up for it in the next three days, once i get the momentum going to get the ball moving. Oh, here are 2 hearts, one from Dick and Jane's from the heart of Washington, and the other is the shirt i drew to wear at tuna.