Wednesday, December 15, 2010

Little Sketch

I haven't posted artwork on here for awhile. I either haven't been in the mood or I haven't had the time to do anything other than clocks. I had the itch to do something tonight so I did this quick little sketch. I'm hoping in the new year to get back into painting and maybe play around with some sculpture.

You can click on the picture to make it bigger. I think it looks better that way (and if you click on it a second time it gets crazy big and you can see all my little pencil strokes.) You know, if you want to or whatever.

Hope everyone is getting excited for Christmas! I know we are. I can't wait to see my kids faces light up when they open their presents. Giving really is better than receiving. Especially when it's your kids.

Monday, December 13, 2010

Once Frugal, Always Frugal

Last night Nick and I got a rare night out. We stuffed ourselves full of fabulous Indian food and then played some pool. You can see from the picture how stealthy I can be at a pool hall. Who is that behind me, you ask? I don't know and I don't know what he's doing. Air guitar, a little personal adjustment, don't know. I was too busy being stealthy to notice.

Moving on. I'm sitting here sipping on a lovely cup o tea. Yep, tea. Don't get me wrong, I like tea, but I'm drinking it this particular frigid evening because I am sick. Again. What the hell? It's like I'm being stalked by evil little germs. This time around isn't so debilitating. I just have a sore throat and body aches. I am usually quite healthy, but I'm blaming this on the recent chronic lack of sleep and constant stress. Things will smooth out at the end of the month.

My hubby is upstairs asleep on the couch. I am downstairs in clockland busily toiling away. I wish I was asleep, but alas, there is work to be done!

But before I go I must update you on what you are dying to know about. The status of my shoes. I cancelled my Fluevog order and instead went with some black and white Dr. Martens. I ordered them at a shoe store then found them on Ebay that night for half price. So I bought those too. I will return the pair I ordered from the shoe store once both pairs arrive. You're lost and who gives a &@&%$ you ask? Me, the whole ordeal has been quite taxing.

Now away I go to make more tea!

Saturday, December 11, 2010

Lucky 8000

I just noticed that I have 8,000 emails in my in box. That should be illegal. I need to learn to let go, clean out the email from time to time. Number 8,000 was an order, so that's something I guess.

Shame on you Regretsy!! The last time I looked at Regretsy they had way too many pictures of weird knitted body suit things. So I stayed away. I checked it out again tonight, though, and it's just too good. I recommend checking out the Real Poop painting and the Primitive Dashund Doxie Santa Dog. I admit, however, that the wiener dog Santa is not the star of the photograph. Uh oh, did I give it away? No, no links, this is a family friendly blog!!

Okay, I'm off to dance like no one is watching (because no one is) and glue up some more wood and put it in the mold. It's okay to be jealous of my Friday night. I am a little. What? I don't know.

Tuesday, December 7, 2010

Watson and the Shark

Meet Watson. He's having a bad day. A really bad day. Luckily Watson was saved. The orphan boy went on the become a wealthy merchant and even Lord Mayor of London. That's right, this painting is a depiction of true events and was owned by Watson himself.

I first saw Watson and the Shark when I was about eight or nine years old. It had a profound effect on me. I absolutely love this type of painting. Never had I seen subject matter this intriguing, this was a shark attack! My young mind was entranced, not only was the subject matter so amazing, would he live or die? But technically the painting is truly amazing. I'm no art genius, but even back then I obsessed over technical details in paintings, in particular shading. (Check out the horse's butt on Napoleon Crossing the Alps).

So what does this have to do with anything? It's a little window into how my mind works. This painting appeals to me on so many levels. The amazing execution, the griping emotion, the story of triumph over death, and sharks! It appeals to my irrational fear and strange fascination of sharks. Which I blame on watching Jaws at an early age. So gaze upon Watson and realize that no matter what life throws at you, you can move on and do great things, shark bite or not!

Saturday, December 4, 2010

Holy Sh*t

Welcome to my dirty cold basement where I am drowning in a sea of clocks! It's a melting clock factory down here right now. This is by far my best Christmas season so far. Hooray! To celebrate and as a little shopping therapy I bought myself the pair of Fluevogs I have been stalking for the last three years. Black and burgundy wingtips are coming my way! I can't wait to meet them......and I'm already eying my next pair of vogs, boots. (Don't you dare buy either pair of these shoes!! Go find your own shoes!)

This past week has been interesting and slightly terrible. Right after Thanksgiving an evil little stomach virus decided it would be fun to make me throw up every 15 minutes for an entire night. Needless to say I couldn't keep anything down and felt worse and worse. By morning I was very dehydrated and my lower back was killing me. I experienced a thirst I have never felt before. Knowing I was getting more and more dehydrated Nick took me to the hospital. An I.V. and some anti nausea medicine later I was feeling better, at least like I wasn't going to die. I spent the next two days basically asleep. And then.....................Karina started throwing up. My poor little two year old puked through the night just like I had. Thankfully she didn't seem to get dehydrated like I did and by morning she seemed better. To top it of Eli puked as soon as I picked him up from school that following Monday. He puked right into a plastic bag in my car. A plastic bag with a hole in the bottom. Great. I could go on, but you get the idea. Any who, none of us are quite right yet. Oh, and by the way, Nick is just fine. How he escaped I have no idea.

Okay, I'm off to go work on clocks. Again. I have seven orders waiting for me. It's overwhelming for sure. Especially because Nick has been working 12-14 hour days six days a week (UPS). I feel like a single parent with a full time job. But I am not complaining! Please, buy a clock!!!!