Sunday, December 15, 2013

Studio Space

A couple of my pals and I are clearing out a warehouse to use as a shared studio space. It's pretty big. The space has been used as storage for a number of years and part of the deal involves getting it cleared out. We don't mind because rent is hellah cheap.

I am so incredibly stoked about this space! I plan to spend lots of time there and do so much work. My main focus will be on screen printing. At first anyway. There are paintings that need to happen, oh, and photographs, a lot of them, that have yet to be taken. There are tableaux-based films that have been fixedly lodged in my head for years and there are tapestries.

Here is one little corner and the next is a photograph depicting myownself (L) and my pretty studiomate (R). All that stuff's the stuff we're clearing out.

Tuesday, December 10, 2013

vain, yet glorious

The other day, the kids napped well and James was out. So instead of studying for today's big exam, I played with the camera and tried on the dress that my sister didn't want anymore.

She's crazy.

Thursday, December 5, 2013

End Of Term

Well, this is the last week of classes for me. Not really much to do. The nice thing about an art degree is that it is project heavy, exam light.*

I have a comprehensive exam in environmental science and some projects due, but that's about it. Oh, it's really nice to not be a procrastinator. I'm surprised at how many folks claim procrastination with a tone of pride. Well, have fun with all that stress come end of term. It's not for me.

In fact, I'm one of those annoying students. You know, the ones who sit in the front and answer the rhetorical questions, who ask for clarification on assignments everyone else hoped the teacher would forget, who get their money's worth or as close to it as they can. They say, "Cs get degree." But I believe honor roll As have a better chance of getting into grad school, not to mention getting a job.

So now that the semester's winding down, I'll have time for some fun. Street art, wheat paste, murals, actually reading actual books for heavens sake already. All the fun things I couldn't do with my time taken up with classes.

In fact, I got an early start, wheat-pasting last night before the semester's even over.

This isn't me. I neither grew a beard nor shaved my head.

*I'm reading Strunk and White's Elements of Style. Not through it yet, so no grammar/punctuation judging please. And honestly, I'll be damned if I ever diagram another sentence. Ain't nobody got time for that.

Wednesday, December 4, 2013

Tuesday, December 3, 2013


Some of you know better than others what a stressful time this is in my life. Navigating the channels of marriage, motherhood, college and zef lyfe is not easy. It can feel like tangled up spaghetti with ten tons of chicory thrown in. But then there are moments like this when my kids nap and I'm alone and it's all better than ok:

Thursday, November 28, 2013

Of This Whole Year

I was thinking today about what I'm most thankful for just in this past year.

It turns out that what seemed like the worst thing (Hudson [inadvertently] lighting himself on fire) developed into the best experience of the year for me. I had never spent that much time one-on-one with Mama. It was so wonderful.

A week-long trip. Huntington, West Virginia. Driving around, finding our way, lots of good discussions, being there for Hudson, worrying about lodging, having our particular travel rituals develop, enjoying our mutual guilty pleasures (only because what we looked forward to all day went against the Hospitality House regulations), laughing and having running jokes, reading aloud to each other. All of it, all of it. Just being together.

My love for Mama was a different and special love after that week. And that is what I am most thankful for this year.

How about you? An event or experience? Something you accomplished or gained? Something you overcame? A realization?

Wednesday, November 27, 2013


I'm thankful for good taste. Like Wes Anderson. Like this video. Just full screen it already.

Thursday, November 21, 2013

This Week :: A Link Post

Man bun plus beard. Just sayin.

1. Georgians Blockade ICE Office!

2. Expecting Goodness. This short film fest is accepting applications. I'm not going to submit this year, but oh boy next year baby.

3. I want to go to bed alone...

4. If you ever wanted to dress like David Bowie, here's your chance.

5. Reverend Billy going to jail? Who will preach the stop shop gospel? YOU and I!

6. I've been listening to Grinderman non-stop this week.

7. Some really good looking advertisements my friend Jordan shared.

8. A really depressing story from this week. Followed by this.

9. I loved showing these awesome monster drawings to my children.

10. This week in my environmental science class, we are learning about earth's crust. And at home. My teacher always asks if I have study tips to share with the other students and I always say flash cards and reading the material. But really it's Bill Nye.

Wednesday, November 20, 2013


I'm feeling a little crazy. Check out my etsy shop and buy something with the coupon code CRAZY for 50% off. I'll keep this code active until tomorrow (Thursday, Nov. 21) at midnight.

Tuesday, November 19, 2013

November 22-24, 2013: Shut Down the School of Assassins

Hummingbirds and Hornets

I've had two memorable dreams in as many nights. 

1) It was a few years down the road. After Beatrice and Ambrose, I had more and more kids. All girls. They were everywhere, with snotty noses and high pitched voices. I did not know them or love them. I couldn't remember their names or when they were born. I was a terrible mother. Nothing really happened in the dream. We were in a house with a lot of stairs. That is all.

2) This dream took place in an apple orchard. I was in the top of a tree. I noticed a hummingbird flitting around the tree, then another. Then I noticed a hornet. It occurred to me that the tree belonged to neither the hummingbirds nor the hornets, but that they both vied for territory. As I looked further around the orchard, I realized that some trees were full of hummingbirds and some were swarming with angry hornets. I was afraid of the hornets and hoped the hummingbirds would win out. That is all.


Sunday, November 17, 2013

Inside Out Spartanburg

Oh, man, it's been a busy week! Planning a mural project, two fundraisers (I attended one and helped organize the other) and photographing for Inside Out Spartanburg.

Inside Out is a global participatory art project that gives communities a platform to get their message out through black and white portraits. These beautiful photographs are printed super big and wheatpasted throughout the community. We are doing it in Spartanburg, SC!

These are some of the photos I took. I'll do a follow up post after these've been pasted around the area. It's really stunning and beautiful to see them up!

I have lots more, but that's enough scrolling for one post, right?

Thursday, November 14, 2013

Odds and Ends

I have too much glasses.

Dennis Hopper's Lost Album. Photographs that were discovered after his death. Warhol, Paul Newman, etc.

Vast visual resource by local curator. Slow to load, but worth the wait.

If you are an artist or designer, check out this competition. I'm participating and you should, too.

If you still haven't decided what to get me for Christmas, one of these would be just fine.

And here comes Thanksgiving. I shall be making these and these for the family brunch.

Friday, November 8, 2013

Utter Silliness

"The Taurus/Gemini cusp is referred to as the “cusp of energy”. Together these two are vibrant, versatile and prolific. Some have been known to liken this to early adolescent, wanting to do so much and having the energy to do it. Being both Earth and Air, the physical nature of the Taurus side combines nicely with the excitement and constant movement of the Gemini. The desire to do is combined with a thorough thought process and excellent communication. One thing is for certain, this combination loves to communicate.

The Earth side provides stability and self discipline but the Air influence drawn the combination towards behavior that is nowhere near stable and has no real need for any of their ingrained discipline. This leads a Taurus/Gemini combination to be somewhat inconsistent, nervous and very scattered. But in that same breath they can both analyze challenges and communicate them to others easily. They can adapt easily and are highly intelligent but for all their practicality they can be just as over indulgent. Couple the latter with their charm and gentleness and you have someone you can fall easily in love with and not want to let go."

More Here

I'm not really into the zodiac or whatever. But it's interesting and fun to read about one's sign. I was born on the cusp, in the middle of the night, May 20th. I always read just the Taurus stuff and thought, "Yeah, way off, totally bogus." Then I read an article about the love life of a Cancer/Gemini match (James is Cancer) and it was so right on. Unreal. So I started relating more to Gemini. 

What Is Your Sign!? What do you think about it???


You know that Southern Baptist tradition of re-dedicating yourself to the Lord? I'm bringing it home. Bedtime has been rough. Meals have been rough. Getting the kids to play without fighting constantly has been impossible. And I've been busy with other things.

But I'm re-dedicating myself to the children. To my role as their mother. To adjusting my priorities.

I've already started. I read to them more, practice patience, try to be more intentional in all our daily activities. Etcetera, etcetera.

My gosh, this lot is a hard one! This may be a bad time to try to cut back on the vino.

Wednesday, November 6, 2013


Now the kids share a room and I get Am's room as my new studio. Let this serve as a before shot. It is a terrible cell phone picture, which will make my future studio tour look all the better. I think I'm going to keep my (old library table) desk smack in the middle of the room. That way I can get at it from all angles. My wine, of course. I need a bookshelf, but otherwise, I think I can fit most everything in the dresser or closet. 

Tuesday, November 5, 2013


Tasseography (also known as tasseomancy or tassology) is a divination or fortune-telling method that interprets patterns in tea leaves, coffee grounds, or wine sediments.

I want to preface this post by saying that I mean no offense to Christian or Pagan friends. This was a fun Halloween activity. There is not science (or in my case faith) behind this method of divination.


The veil between our world and Faerie is said to be thinnest on the night of All Hallow's Eve. So, finding time to myself while James took the kids out, I decided to try something different. I probably did it all wrong, but it was still interesting.

There is some debate over methods of preparing the tea as well as how to interpret the symbols. When I mentioned to my friends I might do this, they all asked the same thing, "What do you want to find out?" I went into it openly and did a general reading, rather than looking for specific answers.

It's such a personal, intuitive thing. I think you learn more about where your mind is and get insight into your own responses more than anything else. Some things in my cup were unmistakeable, but the interpretation is subjective. I chose not to rely on the standard symbol meanings passed down by my ancestors from medieval Briton, but rather thought of why my eyes would draw those images into my imagination.

Because the meanings are so personal, I'm not going to share here what I saw in the cup, but I did it twice and I saw the same thing in the bottom both times! The meaning of what I saw is dismal if I go by standard interpretations, but it is something that has personal meaning which is probably why my imagination found it.

Also, interesting tid-bit for my family, when you first look into the cup, the image that immediately stands out to you is supposed to be your defining characteristic. I saw a FROG.

Monday, November 4, 2013


Yeah, so I'm late getting these up, whatever. The kids had a good Halloween. They went trick-or-treating with their Daddy. When they came home, I made popcorn and we all watched Frankenweenie. The old one from 1984.

(While they were all out, I did a tea leaf reading. But that's a story for another day.)

Sunday, November 3, 2013

She's lucky I'm an artist

My view has always been that no canvas or wall is truly big enough for my vision. My daughter shares this. Mere paper? No. That won't do. She needs walls. She needs to climb on furniture to make the faces big enough. She's lucky that her momma understands her vision. 

I tried to capture some of her work, but it just doesn't come across in pictures with the same impact as in real life. Her work is bold and striking and raw. I can definitely see the early influence of Seuss and the Minions coming through, but her voice is her own.

That first image is one of my favorite of these pieces. It has been a while in the making. She will work on it in chalk, wiping it away over and over until she gets it right. Then she'll set in down in graphite or (washable) crayon. 

The final image is the start of her mural in her brother's room. It greets him upon waking. The top is higher than his head. 

Saturday, November 2, 2013

Bea's Hair

This is old news for my facebook friends, but for my blog readers, here's something that happened recently. Bea's hair had become a monstrosity. It had a life of its own and would not be tamed. I had taken to calling her Tatterhood because she was generally disheveled and impossibly scruffy looking. I mean, look:

I did not add a vignette effect to this; The light naturally comes in that way.

It was starting to dread up and had inevitable foodstuff at all times lodged in it. De-tangling it was a long and screamful process that left us mad at each other for extended periods. So it just had to go. She was ok with it, surprisingly. I made the mistake of letting her see Tangled when she was 2 and she's wanted butt length hair since then. But lately she's been begging for an "Amby haircut."

This is what she got:

One of the best decisions of my life.