Remember when I went to artfest? I stayed in house 15 with 9 other women? We decided to stay in touch this year with a monthly postcard exchange. It has been really great getting mail from folks other than AT&T and Citibank. So, each month we send postcards to eachother, they can be store bought- or hand made. During your birthday month everyone is supposed to make you a card. I try to make mine usually though I couldn't resist the ones from China town. This month the birthday girl liked crows- so here is what I put together.
O.K. so you know that store that I always talk about and teach at and go play in Zinnia?
Well, they will happily be expanding and having a gallery space!! I am helping put together the first show for that space- ( lets hope I can pull this off!!)
Anyway- here is the blurb for that show- Wanna play?
Open call to all artist- yes we mean YOU!
Zinnia will be hosting its first gallery show in Sept of 2008, and would like to make a difference while sharing art.
The bee colonies of North America are inexplicable disappearing, and we have the opportunity to help raise funds for research. The phenomenon is called colony collapse disorder and it is occurring all over the world to varying degrees. scientist don't know why this is happening. Research is being done but funding is needed to help save our bees.
So what can you do??
Create a piece of Bee art to donate to this show and the proceeds from the sale will be donated to bee research.
Each piece of art must relate in some way to bees. Each artist may donate up to 3 pieces.
If you are interested in participating please contact me ASAP so I can get a list going and the ball rolling.
yes, how many times can I say I've been a bad blogger?? or how many
times can I tell you I have been gardening?? I can tell y'all I've
missed you, I just haven't felt that I had anything to bring to the
table. I have been so not making things- and that is mostly what I like
to share here. July has been about yard work. I have a tan line now
where my gardening gloves stop. As bossy
would say, " I'm bringing sexy back". It's a hot look. I won't say that
I haven't been creative, because I am planting things to put on a big
show come fall. I have sunflowers all over the place, and so many
pumpkins it might be getting slightly ridiclous. I kind of want to see
how many pumpkins I can actully grow this year. So far I have 4 packets
of seeds set out, one more to go, and all the volunteers from last
years crops. I have a full on badmitton court I mean
former weed farm, and yesterday I created 6 more pumpkin mounds. Maybe
I will just open a pick your own pumpkin patch. Anyway I hope it is a
show to see. Other than that I just fill yard waste containers, and
have resorted to "borrowing" the neighbors as well. This week I have
filled 3, and next week my goal is 5! And yet somehow with all this
labor, my legs are the pastiest white you've ever seen- it is like the
sun has the opposite effect on them, and I am still not Mary Kate and
Ashley thin. Dang.
One art type project I have been playing with is making plaster casts
of doll heads. I am only doing half the head right now, but when I took
them over to Zinnia to show them, we had a great time giving them a
rusted effect. O.k. time to get my gloves on and get outside, hope you
all have a great week!!
O.k. I have a story for you about laundry.... as you can guess, things
didn't go well...
I carefully sorted and placed my laundry in the machine, o.k. threw it
nilly added soap and then promptly left the house. Now I have to say, I
never do this, I never leave with appliances running- I don't know why
I did this, a moment of crazy perhaps.
Harry and I get home a few hours later, and as I open the door, I
wonder why my house smells tootie fruity. ?? hummm... I thought maybe
Harry had gotten some new incense or something
. Yeah- wishful thinking. I go back to the laundry and while the
machine was washing, it got all wonky, and bounced against the dryer
and knocked over the brand new bottle of liquid soap ... where it
spilled all over the dryer creating a soapy lake before falling to the
floor to spill its remaining guts. Now, if I was the good housekeeper
you all believe that I am (humor me here o.k. about the good house
keeper part) I would have put my clean cloths away instead of folding
and piling them on the dryer, using the dryer as my personal closet.
Well, my personal closet was now floating / soaking up about half a
bottle of detergent. O.k. I can handle this.. as I stand in soap , as it
is soaking up into the cuffs of my pants, and it is bumping against my
ankles.. O.K. into action! throw dirty bath mats on floor to soak up
excess soap. Good. Now shove formerly clean cloths into washer- oh
wait, washer is full, o.k. lets put that load in dryer, oh wait dryer
is full, damn, soapy ankles and fumes... "HARRY!!!" No comments from
the husband as he pulls the dryer clothing out careful not to drag
through the soap that is running down the front of the dryer and
seeping into the crevasses and on the inside of the door. clean
dryer... I dirty up a bunch of towels with ... soap... humm
... O.k. wet load in dryer, shove soapy formerly clean cloths in washer
and begin first of SIX washings to get soap out. Dirty up more clean
towels cleaning the top of the dryer oh and the front because as the
dryer runs soap oozes out of all the doorcrevasses . The thing of it
is, as this soap is on me, and I add water, I don't feel clean, I feel
sticky.. and so does the dryer. I rationalize that I should leave the
pile of mats to soak up excesses soap until morning as I frantically
keep washing my hands to get rid of the stick. The next morning begins
with wash number 3 for the super soapy load, and a dryer wipe down for
it has been drooling soap during the night. And now, the mats, oh the
that during the night have GLUED themselves to the dang floor. Who
knew?! Did you know??? Dang it, we have a painted floor and as I grunt
and pull, I am sure I will be pulling up paint too.Luckily no paint was
harmed during this process, o.k. throw mats outside and lets clean this
floor. I really really really didn't want to add water- I figured if I
did, I would never get that soap up. I was thinkingvinegar yeah- thats
a good idea, too bad I don't have any. Water it is. I mop and mop and
mop and dirty up more clean towels. When I figured that it was soap
free, I found the longest bath mat of all and placed it over the soap
spot of shame and kept my fingers crossed that I was not gluing the mat
to the floor. I have not moved it yet. Maybe today, maybe not. The
cloths in the wash finish and though they smell really special, I have
to believe that six washing later they are safe to wear. Happily the
dryer has stopped drooling and the rest of the soapy mess has been de-
soaped. And that, is my laundry story except I need to go buy some
That WAS NOT my original title, but after loosing the post I had been
working on for about an hour, that is my mantra right now.
I will quickly share some pictures with you of something I found this
weekend. I found my happy place! Yes I realized in this life sucking
heat that the only place that makes me really happy right now is
watering my lettuce. ?? I know it is strange, but I just gotta go with
Jackson comes out and tells me long long stories that I have yet to decipher, but at least she keeps me company...
She talks and I water while our veggies are safe from the direct sun under these sweet umbrellas I set up for them..
So come back soon for a story called " adventures in laundry" its a good one.