18 August 2010

Guest Bath Print


Finished! A reprint, hand-colored and ready for the buyer... Now, if only I could suddenly sprout wings and a pouch to deliver it.
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11 August 2010

My Dream.


I drew her one morning, err afternoon, after waking up from the most soothing dream I've ever had in my life. A playskool airplane flew through the clouds... a little symphony played on top of the little plastic plane.
"To see an airplane in your dream, indicates that you will overcome your obstacles and rise to a new level of prominence and status. You may experience a higher consciousness, new-found freedom and greater awareness. Perhaps you need to gain a better perspective or wider view on something. If the airplane is taking off, then it suggests that an idea or plan is about to "take off" and be put into action. It may also represent you need to get away and escape from your daily life."

Now, this is a hell of a lot better than the waitressing / crumbly teeth nightmares I'm used to. I'm also, quite proud of the light on her stripes.
Sidenote: This photo is also test of my flickr account. How am I supposed to make this useful? Don't I already have at least three places to post the ol' facebucket? Is my phone supposed to upload to flicker? It does not.


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09 August 2010

The Horror.


Knowing my love for a woman to draw, a dear friend of mine gave me a book of horror. This is what I got out of it.
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My First Show...






If anyone purchase a print from me for this show... I will be delighted to replace the print with a better quality, longer lasting copy... for my own peace of mine.
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My First Show





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Dawn

This little lady is a sculpture from my very first show back in 2003 or 2004. A friend of mine was attending a show on Sante Fe at a now defunct studio called Suckerpunch. He called to tell me how silly it was that I hadn't shown my art yet... I concurred. If it weren't for him putting the fire under my butt I would have never scanned my soon to be stolen sketchbooks and I may have never recovered from their loss. I mean it.

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04 August 2010

My Punk


Here is more art. A preliminary of my baby elephant...
I'm in the process of cleaning all my prints for my show, which by the end of the week will hopefully total twenty. I'm a bit stressed about the printing process... being on a budget, and all. To be honest, they look lovely right from the little printer (guess that's the beauty of working with ink) but I want them to be spectacular. As I learn about other artists and their printing processes, it leaves me feeling that there's a long road ahead and that my next step in life is learning the art of printmaking. For now, it looks like I'm printing the lines then watercoloring each drawing for saturday's show. Patience is a virtue.
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Solid.


The small Mary and diamond was a gift.
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Shmogo.


Instead of focusing on rest or artwork I did a logo for a band for what turned out to be absolutely nothing. Sigh. Yes, I'm bitter. It's my bitterness... you can't have it. Freelance isn't free, people.
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03 August 2010

Go To Your Chimney.


Goya still sleeps in his pen. This pen is in our fireplace.
As much as I would love to have a little spot for my dog that wasn't a cell, you never know when his little wizzer is gonna strike. No amount of trust changes the fact that once or twice a year, he writes a letter to us in pee.
For instance, two days after Kyra left for Texas, he filled the front pocket of her backpack with a pint of urine; when I was pregnant, he pee'd a sonnet into's Chuckie's side of the bed; he pee'd on Shaina's new couch and pillow. As I'm writing this I'm realizing the isolation of these incidences and thinking maybe I should just trust my pug. The peeing seems to be out of love. After all, the little pug appears to be on my side. He hasn't pee'd on my or Miles' anything... yet.
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Homely.


One of the many blessed heads floating about our house, this little guy was done by Chuckie. He guards my sewing kit from gradeschoolers.Now that I'm kinda writing again, I realize how inefficient blogger can be. This doesn't look like much of a complicated post but damn if I can't get this photo to align on the left while keeping the text below.
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02 August 2010

Thank you.

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Here, I'll Show You...

I write to alert you, my fifteen precious followers, friends and family that there are only fourteen short days left 'til Clutter, my second solo show with the Fabric Labat Modlivin on east Colfax Avenue.
My show celebrates the light at the end of the tunnel of a sincere case of cabin fever. It's a tribute to our accessories, the details we keep on our shelves, in our windows and on our dashboards that keep us company. Doing dishes I tend to drift... I imagine these objects have better things to do with their time as well. My show is how I imagine them. They, who stare me down as I go about my motherly business, wishing my family well and welcoming our arrival home.
As a child, I dug. I loved a good basement or cupboard to dig through and my grandparent's held my attention for the entirety of my childhood. I made a clubhouse on top of an armoir once... we'd fish out abandoned He-Men and treasure that fell behind it. A case of sentimental attachment as serious as the one I have requires balance. Some time too much is just that, too much. Ahh... there you go, have it now, here I am and here are some photos that inspired the drawings for my upcoming show.




TFL Pop-Up Store Located in the Mod Livin' Loft.
5327 East Colfax Avenue Denver, Colorado.
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