These were sitting on the loading dock one morning, when I got to work.
The plastic shades on my cheap-ass medusa lamp were crumbling. I couldn’t find replacements (I’m not spending a million damn dollars on shades for a lamp that cost $20). I removed the shades and replaced the bulbs with LED vanity bulbs. LED Edison bulbs would work, too.
I found a really ugly painting at Goodwill. The stretcher was nice, though, so I bought it with the intention of recycling it. I removed the loose strings and primed the canvas with gesso, before painting.
mixed media (acrylic, cotton string, beads, pottery shards, and glass) on canvas
Filed under Art, Paintings
Thomas got a bath last weekend. My mom visited, and she’s allergic to him, so I always give him a bath before she comes. He was a very good boy for her visit, but when she left, he was absolutely worn out. Being a good host is hard work.
Both of these pairs of jeans are allegedly the same size. In case you were still wondering why women hate to shop for clothes. It’s maddening. That said, the pair that fit me (that did not have fantasy sizing) had real, functional pockets.
Makeshift punching cradle
single-needle coptic binding with waxed linen thread, using repurposed book boards and card stock pages
I used spacers so there would be room to add collage work without stressing the binding. Some people like fat books that won’t close, but I’m not one of those people.
Filed under Art, Bookarts
This was from last Monday. I took the dog out for his last potty break before leaving for work, and the sky was doing very lovely things.
Tacket binding using a recycled encyclopedia cover. I’m planning on doing more of these, using the same encyclopedia set.
I also spent the weekend sorting photos and getting a start on putting them into albums. Just when I thought I was finished sorting, I found another box of photos. And then I realized I’m still missing a stash, but I have no idea where they are.
I’ve been obsessed with Granny Smith apples and peanut butter, lately. Thomas says that is, coincidentally, his very favorite food. All foods are his very favorite.