22 December 2009
15 December 2009
On an awful day, an awful bastard broke into my car and stole a basket that contained my first sketchbooks, all my eggs. I'm going to dig through what pages I've salvaged and post them. Hopefully this will motivate the part of me that used to draw. It will.
14 December 2009
10 December 2009
01 December 2009
The semi-arid state of Colorado makes me feel like a raisin. Therefore, I am saving up for some La Mer. It will be delirious. I'll leave Neiman Marcus with the tiniest $100 jar of cream, people will laugh and their wicked laughs will turn into gasps when they witness the moisture.La Mer - Creme de la Mer - Neiman Marcus
25 November 2009
22 October 2009
16 October 2009
All that's left is to make one of these outfits for to make Kyra
Coraline. I love stars all over the place so, I'm thinking the starred
sweater outfit would have the most impact for halloween. We can do
glow in the dark stars, spray paint some boots blue and poof... cross
it off the list.
14 October 2009
This is a warm-up for my little detroit painting. Makes me miss the odopod. Makes me want to download photoshop brushes, which makes me want to learn how to make my own. In this sketch, a spastic, coughing, mini zshanna's personal space is being invaded by Newport 100's.
09 October 2009
08 October 2009
October is my favorite month to do anything. So, I'm sharing my todo list with you. I haven't had much time to write, so, I'm just gonna have to hope this interests you. As a bonus, enjoy this picture sequence of my lover feeding then throwing a pea at my son's face. You can see a green blur rolling across his table in the final, most brutal shot.
1. Sweet Monkey Mobile for Michele Kelly by October 30th - make 5 small felt monkeys this week.2. Tiny Goat Companion for Lisa Williams - to take to Vietnam.3. Album Cover for Alan Worcester (from Mt. Calvary Elementary) - Awesome!4. Business Cards for Dawn Medina.5. Miles B-day invitation... today.6. Cupcake Truck business plan by Feb.7. Karate Chop USBANK in the taint/switch to a credit union.8. Make more magnets/themes - Facts of Life, Blood, eyeballs, pugs...9. Make new etsy & blog banner10. Make Halloween costume for Lauren, Kyra, Miles, Chuckie, Myself & Shaina.11. Plan Miles Black & White skeleton Birthday.12. Make Rorchach pillows before party.13. Order Soap Making Ingredients/Decide on name, print labels - Baba Soap Company, Na Baba Soap Company, Baba Doll Soaps... can't decide.14. Learn more about letterpress.15. Fix a permanent idea list to the wall next to my bed.
01 October 2009
29 September 2009
23 September 2009
15 September 2009
I need investors! I need time! Cupcake trucks are really popular in hip places... like San Francisco and such. This is my dream. Why didn't I ever do it? I can call it the "fast cookie" or "the infamous cookie" or "cupcakes a gogo" or "mighty muffins." I want to decorate it and fill it with my sweets so bad. Please, imaginary pocket books, give me what I want.
14 September 2009
09 September 2009
While pregnant, I was warned to enjoy my sleep, and get plenty while it was possible. Future mothers, I cannot stress this enough. This situation would be ideal with an endless supply of money lying around, a constant flow of patience. As it is, I am a tense ball of wiry, hungry nerves and it seems the only patience I can muster is for my son and, completely out of nowhere, my dog. There will be none left for the parking lots, or for my boyfriend. Will I ever truly give up the F word? Is it possible to putter through life without it?
So, eight days has passed without a posting. I have made many things instead. I made a parking ticket today, instead of a blog. I cleaned 1400 files today, instead of a blog. I paid a bill, instead of a blog. I made a sundae, instead of a blog. I drew a picture of a girl from high school, instead of a blog. I walked to the park, instead of a blog. I've probably breast fed my son fifty times since my last posting...
29 August 2009
Trying to come up with a present for my Jessica, googling the word firecracker turns out to be the most gruesome thing I could have done before bed time. I have been known to hit the image search button with my eyes covered. I forgot this time and found a hand blown to pieces.. It's like the cirque du soleil. it's all amazing, people flying anywhere, everywhere and for a moment you forget that it is possible to fall. Then someone bounces off there butt, the crown gasps, he gets back up and the flying continues. That little guy falling reminds you that what they are doing is next to impossible to do without getting hurt and suddenly every flying body is more special to you. Everyone's life is hanging by a thread, and you can't take your eyes off of it.
This firecracker photo is like that. Motherhood is like that too. I see a sick child in a commercial and I rush to check that my sleeping baby is still breathing. Any movie where a child dies makes my entire body weeps with emotion. This takes me by surprise.
Let this firecracker be a lesson to you. We can fall. It's amazing how often we don't.
28 August 2009
The project I'm continuing requires me to remember little stories. I am forced to think of my past experiences and I come up with nothing. Unless of course, you are interviewing me for a job or something then, inappropriately, stories are all I can think to talk about.
As far as small talk goes, I am rusty. My easy, bartender speed of banter is suffering and my recall too. What memory I had before my son arrived is gone. The days of actually having a photographic recollection of where I left my keys are gone. The pleasure I felt to try and then actually succeed in remembering where I put something small is no more. Your birthday: gone.
A mother's memory suffers when estrogen levels that run enormously high during pregnancy drop after birth. It can take anywhere from weeks to 6 months to see this effect in the mother.
*Other symptoms of low estrogen in a new mother are sadness, hopelessness, fatigue or exhaustion, poor concentration, confusion, a fear of harming the newborn or yourself, mood swings characterized by exaggerated highs and/or lows, diminished libido (sex drive), feelings of guilt, low self-esteem, uncontrolled crying and with no known cause, over-concern/over-attentiveness for the newborn and/or a lack of interest for the newborn, appetite changes, sleep disturbances, resentment, memory loss, feelings of isolation.
I have two very rabid pet peeves. The first is being made to feel stupid or flaky when I have always prided the contents and abilities of my brain. The second is feeling uncared for and unappreciated.
I have had some of these symptoms and now I know there is a reason for this feeling. This is all normal. I can go on with my day and stop feeling like there is something wrong with me.
New father's should be legally forced to absorb and sympathize with such information. I will warn my son.
A link for the care of new, suffering mothers.
*Information referenced New York Presbyterian Hospital Website.
Hand Soap & Refill Set from Mrs. Meyer's Clean Day
26 August 2009
Monster-Munch Meat Monster And Plushy Pencil!: Speaking of Sock and Glove, It was brought to my attention that Monster Munch is making plushies out of Pepper's Ashi Dashi socks! How beautiful. I wish I had more time to get to some ideas, that is, before all the good ones are taken.
22 August 2009
20 August 2009
City Folk Art pieces - Personalized Family Portrait / Story / Memory by mamazshanna on Etsy
17 August 2009
I have a lot of plates to balance. I'm doing a poor job of idea keeping. Where is my tiny notebook anyway? This reminds me, there are postings I never followed up on. I never told you about the fate of my seedlings...