Archive for August, 2007
Books!
My Amazonian parcel arrived last night! Yaaahar!
One book yet to come -(but that’s one I’ve read from the library and just want to have). The other book is a paperback LOADED with text - not so lovely to show, but hopefully helpful.
These two other books though had me so excited I couldn’t [...]
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Dr Sketchy
Went to Dr Sketchy last night! Such fun as always. Mel always seems to find such great models, and Lolly, (aka Succubust) was no exception. She had a great sense of humour and an armoury of weapons which made for a fun night’s sketching. If you are faint of heart or easily frightened, come [...]
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self-portrait wednesday
I had a great post ready for today. Something wonderful, but it will have to wait, because I realised this morning, after dropping my son off at school and noticing that there is a weed almost as tall as me in the front garden that I have been incredibly self indulgent and lazy.
I get [...]
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Gugging
Yesterday I went into the city, on my lonesome, to complete the first part of a new website for my husband’s business, and to go to the National Gallery of Victoria.
It was lovely, and sunny, and perfect weather for a trot out. My heart was light and happy, and I was excited about seeing the [...]
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Reinvention
painting over a recent work - ringleader - work in progress.
I suppose it’s progress of some kind. Painful, awkward, gut-wrenching progress, to be thankful for in the evolution of self and soul and body of work. It turns me inside-out. It lays me at the side of play, watching helplessly [...]
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Sprung
Spring has sprung, de grass is riz,
I wonder where de boidies is?
Dey say the boid is on the wing, but dat’s absurd
I know the wing is on de boid.
If anyone knows where the poem originally came from, please tell me. I’ve got a feeling it’s a Marx Brothers one, but have nooo idea. [...]
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well this sucks….
It must be said, that my husband is, well, sort of, how do I put this……. compulsive.
He is, bless him, fanatical. I wish there was a more descriptive word, but I can’t think of one that fully describes his particular compulsion when it comes to crumbs on the floor. And it’s certainly a compulsion.
I [...]
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And so they grow…
It is so hard for me to paint small, yet I love the miniature. I love walls of tiny paintings grouped and conversing. Little tableaus of choice - unassuming yet stoic and generous in their prescence.
I have thrown myself into my series for the small November show, and I’m actually quite enjoying it. The series [...]
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Self-portrait Wednesday
Not so many years ago I used to be a reasonably well-paid person, working in the city, going out to lunches and being fabulous (that last bit was a joke). When I wasn’t being fabulous, I was in search of fabulous. In fact, I think that’s where most of my money went - [...]
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A little idea…..
I have made a few dresses for my daughter, and everywhere we go we get compliments on them. They are unusual colour combinations, feminine, but not girly. I love making them, and feel the simplicity of form, and little details set them apart from what’s available in the shops.
And here’s the great bit. I think [...]
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