Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Monday, March 30, 2009
1. It is in the middle of nowhere, amidst a veritable sea of corn. My dad still plays this game with my brother and me where we pretend that the billiards bridge is a branding iron and he chases us screaming around the front yard so he can "brand" us. If he did this in the city, I'm pretty sure he would get arrested for disturbing the peace and/or abuse.
2. People who live in the country have burning barrels for their garbage. This is wonderful if you love fire as much as I do. I spent a good portion of the day watching styrofoam cornucopias and old photographs of my uncle's evil ex-wife shrivel and blacken in the flames as I breathed in large amounts of toxic fumes which later made me puke.
3. The house is filled with awesome stuff. My Grandpa kept a ridiculous hat collection which I wore while I took several facebook-worthy self portraits. My mom would not let me have his GIANT coyote tundra hat(because she thought I would wear it in public and make a fool out of myself, pfft), but I was allowed to take a tiny crockpot, almost twenty sets of circular and double pointed knitting needles, a large piece of faux fur, and an awesomely kooky handsewn quilt that my great-grandma had made. Now if only I can get my hands on that Vespa! Hi-O!
*If you could have any super power what would it be? invisibility
*What is your favorite tea flavor? China White
Friday, March 27, 2009
- My friend, Winnie, is expecting a tiny baby boy any day now (in fact he might already be here!), so I am working like a crazy person to finish a granny-square blanket for him. I'll show you some pictures when it's finished.
- He-Man is teaching me to play the violin! "Must...practice.... Must...stay...motivated...."
- Look at this!
Yoshitoshi is probably my favorite artist. I love everything about his work and could talk about it forever and ever (but I won't). This is the year that I'm finally going to get focused, make art that is show-worthy, and get a show. I'm working on a series of portraits loosely based on Yoshitoshi's "Women" series and hopefully I'll end up with some good pieces.
Monday, March 9, 2009
Soooooooo, instead of said rant, I will simply say that I like to wear what I like. I like suspenders and saddle shoes and monochromatic outfits and lumberjack outfits and gypsy outfits and cut-offs and turbans and wild hair and novelty socks and t-shirts with pictures of monkeys riding on vespas and neon tights and red stocking caps.
Red stocking caps make me think of gnomes and happy Scandinavian people and toadstools.
I will make one.
And wear it.
While sailing my pink boat.
In the middle of July.
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
I am very much a hybrid of my two grandmothers. From my mother's mother, Ardith, I inherited my knowledge and love of baking and crafting, making and growing. But I have this quirky, random, free-spiritedness that I know came from Bettie.
Last month, on a long car ride, my Dad and I were talking about all of the things she did with her life, some of which I had never heard before. She sang in a band. She made paintings and pots and jewelry. She rode horses and flew planes. She had a mail-order degree in graphology. Bettie believed in ESP and supernatural forces. Her house was filled with dusty china figurines and freaky dolls and German Shepherds. She wore turquoise jewelry and dyed her long hair black because she loved to be mistaken for a Native American. I remember the day she died, my mom wrote, "Goodbye, Bettie" on the calendar, and I inherited her felt tip markers and books on Chinese watercolor painting.
Monday, March 2, 2009
My camera is dead and I have no fun photos to post, but I will let you know what is going on in my life.
This Saturday, March 7, is the Benson High craft fair in Omaha, NE. The lovely JoJo and I are sharing a table. Most of these high school sponsored schindigs are geared towards middle aged+ ladies, but a little birdie told me a few years ago that the Benson fair always falls on the same weekend as several sports tournaments, which means packs of bored teenagers will be roaming the halls. Hopefully they will flock to my cheap, neon tchotchkes and I'll come away with enough pocket change to put a small dent in the bill for this:
A Suzuki Q Chord: instrument of choice amongst nuns, invalids, and the musically retarded. I won it on ebay for about 50% retail, and UPS says it will be in my hot little hands by tomorrow night. Ever since acquiring the magical melodica, I'm nigh obsessed with cultivating the ultimate collection of obscure, easy-to-play music machines.
Next on my to-do list is: 1) write a slew of awesome songs, 2) become America's techno-indie darling, 3) marry a: Justin Vernon, b: Jim James, and/or c: Robin Pecknold. Easy as pie!