Look Ma, I'm covered in paint!

Well world's tiniest fan-base... if you've been looking, you may have noticed i have been away for a long time. After being in some rather terrible pain and dealing with ongoing draining fatigue for months, my doctor and my specialist diagnosed me with Fibromyalgia. It's been quite the journey and i am just managing to dig myself out from under the weight of the past couple of months. I do truly apologize for the lapse... but i don't promise it won't happen again. When you are out of spoons, ain't much you can do about it.

Well finally, after a very busy fall and start to winter including but not limited to 3 of our 4 family members' birthdays, Christmas, New Years, a family visit and a massive flood that mucked our entire main level of our home 4 days before Christmas, i have been back in the painting saddle again.

This first painting was inspired by a dream about a dear artist friend of mine. It's called "Chrome is Painless" and is the first painting in my "Girls You Can't Have" series. It measures 12 inches across by 16 inches high and is painted in acrylic on stretched canvas.



The second in this series is called "Francine". This painting also measures 12 by 16 inches and is painted in acrylics on stretched canvas.


The third painting in this series is "Vilette" (pronounced Violet). Don't mess with her. She'll gut you like a fish. She is also on 12 by 16 inch stretched canvas.


And now for something completely different. In the summer after watching a marathon of Flight of the Conchords, i had the strong desire to make a Bret McKenzie doll. Life intervened and i had to take a hiatus from a few projects but i finally got around to finishing him off this weekend. He is made from mostly environmentally friendly materials and is hand-painted. I didn't make the to scale guitar that comes with him but i did paint his tiny Chuck Taylor Converse complete with gum on the sole of one shoe. He took me about 10 hours to make and stands about 18 inches tall.

Now i am going to do my utmost to be on top of crafting and painting, sewing and spinning and of course, updating. Peace out yo.

So, will this hurt?

Possibly. This is my first real actual blog on a blogging site. I have at odd times just rambled here and there... facebook, myspace etc. Long time ago, i used to have my own webpage. Somehow, my life took over and i neglected it. I had no idea that much like a forgotten cactus, a website with no love at all dies.

A little bit about me for those of you who don't already know me in person. I am insanely short. Like if i were 3" shorter, i would be of little people stature. I talk. I talk ALOT. An old friend of mine used to say that i could talk under water. I like to know that i inspire that kind of idiotic image in someone's mind... me making random hand gestures and some muddled "bwa wa ah waah" noises while bubbles stream out the sides of my face searching for escape.

I paint. Not as much as i really should. I am a mom. I am a wife. I love my family like nobodys' business. Knitting and sewing isn't a pass-time for me, but an obsession. My hands twitch if i'm not typing, knitting, sewing, sculpting, painting or otherwise making something out of ... other somethings. To help me be able to stay home with the kids i do daycare and i run a little crafting business on Etsy. I Squidoo. I Twitter too... but i forget all these login things and honestly believe the world needs less of that and more making stuff... like sockmonkeys... or paintings of giant squid.

I see art everywhere. In the footprints of little birds in the snow, in a dead leaf swirling in a creek, even in a booger in my sons' nose. I have a real affinity for the complete absurd. I spell terribly but read voraciously... that is i do when i have the time. I buy handmade jewelry from other creative people. I cut hair. I am learning to tattoo. I have always been socially awkward... and i love that awkward is such an awkward word.

If I like you long enough to talk to you for more than 10 minutes, i love you for life. My dreams are full of birds and laughter, but i wear almost only black and have for most of my adult life. This is not to be tough or cool but to mask the coffee i live on and often pour on myself. I am centimeters shy of being OCD. I live in Canada's only desert.

There. Did that hurt you?

[ j ]

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