Friday, September 26, 2008
Alfred E. Newman
This is my Da's partner, Alvin, and he wants a dog clock of himself to give to his wife (who will love it?).
Dog Clock Conviction
Hi Everyone,
I just wanted to say that I misnamed a few of the dogs, and I have amended those errors. When I’m working on a dog, I am sitting there, thinking of how to depict him or her, doing the artwork in stages as I think of important elements, and implementing them. When I posted them, I guess I just named them myself as I was working, trying to get the essence of their eyes, their noses and their silky/wiry manes. Their name is so secondary to their beauty, the tremendous way they are loved, and their obvious personality.
I just wanted me mam and da to see the fruits of their daughter’s labor, however humble.
AND, I wanted to thank Susan at the Funky Mutt who has done so much to help these clocks get into the hands of people who truly appreciate them. It gives me so much satisfaction to delight people with that which I make from my own hand with pleasure.
Thanks, Susan.
If you want to buy a clock of your own dog or of another’s (actually, of any animal you would like) you can buy them at The Funky Mutt in Asheville by emailing
susan@funkymutt.com
All you have to do is email her and send her some pictures of the beloved, and a brief description of what kind of clock you would like, ie, colors, poses, etc. and she will notify me. I will make it and she will ship it. Voila! They are $89, and well worth it. Seriously, no one will ever labor over your beauty like Susan and I will. Promise. Supporting local shops and artists--nothing could be better.
Thanks for looking. Will post more soon.
I just wanted to say that I misnamed a few of the dogs, and I have amended those errors. When I’m working on a dog, I am sitting there, thinking of how to depict him or her, doing the artwork in stages as I think of important elements, and implementing them. When I posted them, I guess I just named them myself as I was working, trying to get the essence of their eyes, their noses and their silky/wiry manes. Their name is so secondary to their beauty, the tremendous way they are loved, and their obvious personality.
I just wanted me mam and da to see the fruits of their daughter’s labor, however humble.
AND, I wanted to thank Susan at the Funky Mutt who has done so much to help these clocks get into the hands of people who truly appreciate them. It gives me so much satisfaction to delight people with that which I make from my own hand with pleasure.
Thanks, Susan.
If you want to buy a clock of your own dog or of another’s (actually, of any animal you would like) you can buy them at The Funky Mutt in Asheville by emailing
susan@funkymutt.com
All you have to do is email her and send her some pictures of the beloved, and a brief description of what kind of clock you would like, ie, colors, poses, etc. and she will notify me. I will make it and she will ship it. Voila! They are $89, and well worth it. Seriously, no one will ever labor over your beauty like Susan and I will. Promise. Supporting local shops and artists--nothing could be better.
Thanks for looking. Will post more soon.
Friday, September 5, 2008
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Limey
Don't let it get you down.
Look at you! You're full of wonderful stuff!!!!
Count your blessings, your friends, your haywire brain cells, count the hummingbirds outside and the countries you haven't been to and
Stop scowling!
Come on now, you have options. . . the sky's you're oyster and
You are not stupid.
Look at you! You're full of wonderful stuff!!!
Green
Not a clock.
"maybe not, call the favor insurance.
Okay, Quinn?"
I mistakenly picked up some books on tape that are devotional--
"Laura didn't believe in the resurrection, she would take him to pieces with her probing questions"
And the tall dark, handsome man enjoys contemporary christian and his bible is well-worn.
I've had my fair share of people who look at this poor little heathen and wish and pray to Santa that I one day embrace the idea that after I die something besides nothing happens, and that has been plenty for my impressionable self, thinking, "Is the reason I just hit that bird that Jesus is trying to tell me to believe in him?" But. . . once I start a book, I just can't stop it, even if I have no idea what's going on. Like (I think) Kellerman's "Bad love". I had no clue, but I waited until they apprehended. . . somebody.
If you want to feel cerebral and adopt beady shiny eyes, read Donna Tartt's "The Secret History" or, better yet, listen to it unabridged, because the author reads it and she's got a wonderful strange voice for piggy, I mean Bunny.
Monday, August 11, 2008
Friday, August 8, 2008
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
Lackaleeen
Is this not a striking similarity? Lackaleen has been in and out of my artwork for years. I guess I have never told her that she figures into my paragon of an aesthetic show of women's strength.
By the by:
Cate?
This one is based on a picture of my cousin Cate outta South Bend, Indiana, based, I say, based, on her, she's a fresh little posie, and this portrait seems like a depiction of a haggard Brittney Spears in 4-5 years. Sorry cuz.
The first doll
This is the first doll I ever made. I had been racking my brain trying to figure out how the whole thing works and then I learned the sew-then-turn-inside-out trick and I was on my way.
On this one, the 11 year-old me used a red nylon that had a run in it for the head, and lots of jazzy, cool fabrics for the costume.
My mother did not like that (#*$&%@) sewing machine, but she showed me the things I needed to know--how to gather, surge, threat the machine, and I am grateful for that. Fabric and thread are mostly harmless materials, yet so dynamic.
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