family vintage

i have been asked the same questions many times and i keep forgetting to address them:
what size are the pieces i show on my blog? and are they for sale? the answer is, the size varies.... this piece (a commissioned piece, therefore sold) is about 9" x 12" on cradled birchwood. it is a collage with some staining and paint included. this is what i call my "vintage look".

my paintings range from 8" x 10" to 36" x 48". for the most part, the ones i have shown are all sold.
however, i have just completed over 50 new large paintings. once i get them all photoed, i will show them here and include size and status details.

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KATHY OLSEN

kathy and i have a road trip tomorrow morning. we will drive up to escondido to take down my show at the escondido arts partnership. it will be about 106 degrees by mid day, so we will leave for escondido early in the morning. then we will probably hit a couple of art, stamp and scrapbooking stores on our way back. and starbucks. we have similar taste when it comes to shopping.

KATHY is an interesting person. she is one of my favorite friends and certainly the most incredible. Kathy does more than just keep track of my calendar, she shops for my wardrobe too. she is on a campaign to improve my personal appearance and image. she does this because she likes me, but mostly because she can see the need. but it isn't because she has nothing better to do.
KATHY and her husband Scott Olsen have been the recipients of the Steven J. Sharp Public Service Award, American Trial Lawyers Association. The Consumer Hall of Fame Award, Foundation for Taxpayer and Consumer Rights, Consumer Civil Rights Award, Consumer Attorneys of California.

Kathy is an active consumer spokesperson and advocate for the Foundation For Taxpayers and Consumers Rights, concerning California and National Health Care issues. She has been to Washington DC many times, rode around on a bus with Ralph Nadar, met the ppresident, held private audience with Diane Feinstein concerning medical malpractice awards and caps. And she has been very effective.
want to know the reason kathy is involved in Medical malpractice? why is she such a consumer activist? you can read about her personal life here: http://www.consumerwatchdog.org/malpractice/st/?postId=2021.
after you read this, you will then be just as amazed as me - that she can find time to tell me, like she did today..."ok, lisa, tomorrow is "take down" day at escondido arts partnership."

confession

mary asked me today if i went to the gym as i said i would yesterday --- er, uh, no. i didn't. i need to drink hard liquor first, but i had none. i did swim/float in my pool for 1/2 hour to try to cool my head off. that should count for something.

ok, ok tomomrrow.

just think happy thoughts

i'm in a kinda bad mood. it is still so very, very hot, i can't really stand it. today was my husband's birthday and i was looking forward to having a nice evening with him - i bought him an expense bottle of Bordeaux (over $100) which i was selfishly hoping to share with him. but this heat ruined everything. i had the air conditioner on nearly all day to make the house comfortable so that i could clean a bit (just got a new vacuum) and then cook a meal to pair flavors with the wine....
BUT the heat is so permeating and oppressive the air conditioner made no difference. sure it was a bit cooler, but not enough to cook.

often we celebrate birthdays on weekends - so, i as a backup plan, i began looking forward to this ---until the weatherman tonight predicted the weather will stay this way throughout the labor day weekend. I HATE GLOBAL WARMING...its ruining our Bordeaux drinking.

i got both the wine and the vacuum from costco yesterday. the vacuum is a cheaper version of the dyson...it claims to not lose suction.....i test drove it a bit today (and, kathy came over and did more testing of it than i would have done even on a cool day. kathy vacuumed so much, i couldn't stop sweating..... explain that!!). anyway, both kathy and i agreed, the vacuum isn't that good. it might not lose suction --BUT, that's only because it hasn't any. it just didn't pick up like it should. i used to have an electrolux until i killed it. then i got another one - killed it too. and so on, for several generations of them. then i bought a small but powerful hepa vacuum from costco last year. it was pretty good, but it refuses to come out of the closet now- it bit the dust too(get it? - dust-).
the only thing i can say in this new vacuum cleaner's defense.... is that at one point, kathy was trying to vacuum up dried and aged paint that's stuck firmly into our carpet. (like i say about kathy, she is a really good sport). anyway, nothing would have worked on that paint. i tried cutting that out with an exacto blade before - and it is still there.
i also have a few bleach spills from many other experiments in art making. at the end of the day, i was ready to throw out the house and buy a new one. but if that wwere to actually happen.....i think the new one would have to be located in the Arctic, so that maybe THEN, i could cook and drink Bordeaux.

it's soooo hot

i know i have shown this painting entitled "number 6" before....but today it has been on my mind. because it is sooo fricken hot. this is a painting of my mom and me at la jolla cove, about 1955. I love la jolla cove, even though the sea lions and harbor seals have taken up residence in the children's pool, just around the corner from the cove. this makes me nervous...i like to swim the cove, but the sea lions and i have a similar shape, and i am very frightened that a shark will want to feast on me. or maybe worse, a sea lion might want to mate!
in any event, september 9 is the annual la jolla rough water swim. my rosie will be racing that. i used to race it and i was very competitive too. one year i got fifth by barely beating Carol Le Beau a san diego news anchor on channel 10. she is a tri-athlete, trained all her life (never had children) and is very fast......

it happened like this (day-dream music)....i believe it was when we were 35 years old. the women's race is a mile around the buoys, some 100 + women start at the report of gunfire, the starting gunfire that is. we all run into the cove and start swimming, the first buoy is nearly 1/2 mile out. there are no rules in the ocean...if someone dunks you, pulls you back by the leg, too bad. carol and i had been the same speed for years. this one year, between buoy one and two a long stretch, we were swimming way ahead of the pack, just the two of us. she swims along side me and locks my arm (with her arm because our arms are rotating in sync)- she didn't mean too, it happens sometimes. so when my arm rotated out, i pushed her away--- it is very annoying to lock arms while racing. she drifted back and locked arms with me again!@ augh! so frustrating!!! grrrr!~! i pushed her back AGAIN, with more force.....and.....i'll be damned she comes back the third time. well, i lost all patience with her, and pushed her aside and with the next rotation of my arm,i had my hand fisted and landed a thud to her head.... (don't worry she had a cap on)! arrrrrgh, i was so pissed i swam extra fast and got away from her. she caught up at the end and we both together ran out of the water, only she stumbled, i jumped over her to the finish line.....

ten years later, i had retired from competitive swimming. i was watching the news, sipping my wine after a very filling meal. (burp) pardon me.
carol le beau comes on .... at the end of the broadcast, she has a little kibitzy thing going with other anchor about what they plan to do for the weekend. he says (deep voice) "ah, carol, i understand you will be in the annual la jolla rough water this sunday." (she nods). "carol, ah, i understand that it can be a little tough out there swimming the mile, not just rough water, eh?" carol: "that's very right, ted"....and she goes on to recount the time (10 years ago) someone actually punched her in the head....she left out the part where she was being totaling annoying by locking with my arm!!!! ugh!
so, i immediately called a family meeting to watch carol le beau....i was soo proud. i said, "see family, i was a great swimmer, i'm the one who caused carol le beau to have crossed eyes."

(....er, for those of you who don't know our newscasters....carol le beau is cross-eyed.)

magickal

i never knew of the word magick spelled with a "k" until today. i was doing a little artsy excercise for stampington- creating love potion art, when i found a book called "Silver's Spells for Love". The author is a self proclaimed "magickal person". i kinda want to be a magickal person too as long as it doesn't involve a weird religion or any kind of sacrifices, lord knows i hate those.
so i looked it up ....exactly what is a magickal person? it appears to have re-arrived by this dude (photo at top) Aleister Crowley.....Wikipedia says this:
"The Anglo-Saxon k in Magick, like most of Crowley's conceits, is a means of indicating the kind of magic which he performed. K is the eleventh letter of several alphabets, and eleven is the principal number of magick, because it is the number attributed to the Qliphoth - the underworld of demonic and chaotic forces that have to be conquered before magick can be performed. K has other magical implications: it corresponds to the power or shakti aspect of creative energy, for k is the ancient Egyptian khu, the magical power. Specifically, it stands for kteis (vagina), the complement to the wand (or phallus) which is used by the Magician in certain aspects of the Great Work."[2]

well no one would ever say that i am an overly religious person....but this stuff scares me. BUT, i do guess everyone would say i am a big fat chicken, therefore i don't think i will ever be magickal.

sunday's workout

it was gym day today. once a week really isn't cutting it...in fact it is as good as not going at all. i now walk like a two-ton gorilla with painful bunions. i will walk like this for at least 2 more days. AT LEAST!
(sigh). i need to get back in shape; a shape that is not a bowling ball. its hard when only one workout a week puts me in a paralyzed state for days. takes a week to recover. but today lying in bed hoping the pain would go away, i formulated a new plan...........i'm thinking i will push myself through on tuesday to go to the gym again. then on thursday and then on sunday. that way, i might make some progress. the foreseeable trouble is physically moving on tuesday....so, here's where i am brilliant, i think the answer is a numbing drink first. i'm thinking hard whiskey, a few swigs (or so). once i get a few weeks under my belt (get it, belt) i can switch to a mixed cocktail, maybe rum and coke. by the end of the month i can wean myself off that stuff and on to wine, then wean to a light beer, then to Robitussin. finally i will be on my way to being a fit woman with possibly only a few DUIs to worry about. sounds like a plan. i'm proud of myself. my hot doctor wanted me to do the "liquid only" diet through kaiser.....i looked that brochure over and decided i should save some money and devise my own liquid diet. i'm so smart!

my brother, puffed out

this is a little collage of my brother danny, about 1956 at mission beach. his image didn't come up too well. i'm sorry.
those were great days. and it sure was fun having picnics under the umbrella all day listening to the waves, playing in the sand with a small pail and shovel, coppertone smell mixed with seaweed and salt. in those days we weren't too burdened by seagulls, i suppose there was not a lot of trash on the beach, not like later when the beach-going populace started to increase. those days the beaches weren't raked and maintained like now either. lots of bulbous seaweed for us to pop. (sigh) i miss my youth.
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OMG! i am quite sure that i am going to have awful NIGHTMARES tonight. as i was opening up the computer to write a minute ago, with happy thoughts in my head, i was blindsided by the horrible headline on AOL news that there is a new discovery of a TREMENDOUS HUGE hole in the universe. shit. thats fricken scary...just when i was thinking things were running relatively smoothly in my life; now this monster problem. our property value will decrease, no doubt.
and do you think this scientist is trying to be alarming when he said this....?:
"This is 1,000 times the volume of what we sort of expected to see in terms of a typical void."
i feel like running around outside in my knickers (again) and yelling "the sky is defective; it has a gigantic hole in it. the sky has a BIG ASS hole in it." (not bigasshole, that's one of my neighbors across the street).

its pretty dark out there. i will probably wind up in the pool.

(http://news.aol.com/story/ar/_a/astronomers-find-huge-hole-in-universe/20070825162909990001)
well hell, i guess i just can't take news of flaws in the universe very well.

i need to calm down, maybe i will read myself to sleep. i'm reading augusten burroughs and his happy little gay life tales in "possible side effects". that should make things all better. i shall read about his mishaps with his cute little doggie named "catcat"...

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where does it come from?

i had a busy busy week, desperately avoiding housework...can be tiring. i had some very involved art pieces due this week for the magazines (stampington) and the write-ups. then a lot of celebrating, meredith's bday was celebrated yesterday and a day with my daughter brooke was thursday lunch (we were celebrating the fact that she quit her job...,) my cousin bruce (came out from Oklahoma) and his two grown kids was thursday dinner - i love my cousin bruce - he has wonderful kids, makes me believe in our family. (they are 3 generations, now, of serving this country).
earlier this week, i met with toni and emily and shelly all separately about our evolving business of gallery ownership , products line and workshops. wednesday night my immediate family and i went out to dinner to celebrated that fact that one of my husband's deadbeat clients paid up. yay! thats always a relief.

so what is this that i posted today? well, many times people want to know where my ideas come from. all my paintings of my family come from these little black and whites photos; my family album. this blue page that is posted here is only an 8" x 10", the images are almost microscopic. you can see the one i use a lot of my mom sitting in the car...love that picture. when i was a little girl - and to this day, i have LOVED thumbing through my family albums (as there are many volumes). i cherish, in particular, the photos of my parents on their honeymoon. they romantically chose to drive up old california hyway 101, the coastal hyway scenic route (beautiful)in my dad's new convertible. that was before my mom learned to put petal to metal.

my dad contracted alzhiemers before he died, during that time he re-arranged the photo albums, when i realized he was doing that i nearly fainted. he knew i loved them very much and he was only trying to make them better for me. which is so sweet, BUT, he had alzhiemers......anyway, i was able to get him off that subject and on to something else just in time. for the most part, i think they are still understandable and intact. (sigh) i miss my dad.
anyway, so thats where some of my work comes from.

ahhh, paris

this collage/ painting of the little french girl originated from someone's family album (an amercian)--a commission. i was to take photocopies of members of her family and create these collage/paint pieces 8" x 10"s so she could give them as xmas gifts. i saw this black and white photo of her sister standing on her lawn in the 1960 with an ugly haircut. i decided to dress her up with a strange hat and put her in my make believe french world of high rises made from french love letters.
i have always loved the result. i think this one is one of my favorite pieces.
one key is that i used as an underwash, the color burnt orange...


rene richetts and i are getting very excited about holding our first workshop in paris, france, february 2008. it will be a 4 day workshop plus sightseeing on teh 5th day - probably to the louvre. start saving your money and get your passports. i now takes up to 3 months to get your passport. we will start the sign up process in december!

succulent and the letter "y"

here is a great example of an ATC (artist trading card, see previous post) done the way i like to do them. I like to find things that normally wouldn't be associated with one another, but can be "seen" to be related because of their shapes.

anyone out there want to "trade" with me?
lisabebiart@aol.com

another very fun thing to do is a "fat " book. to achieve this you need a group of people, say about 20 people in a group. each person does 20 pages of the same thing. everyone exchanges - the end result is everyone ends up with a book of 20 pages of wonderful art. how about doing a fat book with me?

nice hat weather, isn't it?

go, dog, go........say, do you like my hat?
you probably have to be a parent to know what i am talking about. "go dog' go" a dr. seuss like book, (see, members.aol.com/smargolin/ryan/godog.htm)....was my son's favorite bedtime story - almost until he went away to college.
anyway, this is a collage of my mom and her short friend in hats. i don't know where they were or what they were up to, but i can nearly guarantee that they had been to TJ, mexico. maybe even drinkin'.... why? to buy those hats, of course.

This is a smaller than ATC (artist trading card). ATC's are the most fun in the world to make - they are the size of baseball trading cards - you trade them not sell them. my art friend meredith comes over every other friday so that we can do art together. we happily chatter away while we spend our time creating ATCs. we can create quite a slew before the day is up, that way, we feel we have accomplished a lot.

usually, however, we make them and then don't trade them, because we both like our own work too much!!!! since we don't really trade them, we don't fuss too much if they are not quite the right size (or at least i don't care). so this one is smaller.
they are a great warm up to a day's work of creating. they are an instant way to "feel good about your art"...also when we do them together, we end up with a miniature body of work that we can critique of one another.
doing ATC's together also helps us feel relaxed enough to begin experimenting. a small format makes the experimenting more manageable.
more than once, while i have been happily working away, the table starts rocking dramatically and i look up and meredith is pounding away at her cards - stippling in ink or pounding it with a scraper - or like instrument. and same vice versa.
the way i make them is
1. make up some interesting backgrounds by experimenting with paints inks and other markings...then
2. i look through some magazines and try to find something that relates to the colors and shapes. this forces me to "see" differently. for example, the letter "y" also goes with a green aloe vera plant because they relate in shape. i will post the image. (see next post)
i have a ton i did awhile ago on my website under the name of small collages (www.lisabebiart.com).

she walks alone

this is a painting i just did of my mom...this photo was taken before i completely finished the piece...i added a few swirls by machine stitch to suggest atmosphere or wind.
i know what i am going to tell you now is very odd. but when i paint someone (even strangers as i paint commissions for people often of their dearly departed) , i often have a conversation with that person, or at least i feel i have some sort of open spiritual portal thing that goes on between us. it is a very satisfying experience. i don't talk out loud, the conversation is in my mind (i think) although my husband often interrupts my process to ask whats so funny ............!
so when i painted this piece of my mom walking alone, i felt a sadness for her. she has been gone now 15 years....i think one never gets over losing their mom. she slipped away quietly one night, without warning, just before her 80th birthday. she feel asleep and didn't wake up. my oldest daughter, brooke, had said of the event: "i think her ticker just clunked out". that about summed it up.
my mom was a very energetic, happy woman from tennesee. and she was a fighter. she contracted polio at the age of 8 and walked with a brace for many years. by the time she met my dad she had learned to walk without it, but she was left with one leg slightly shorter than the other - she had a distinctive limp. i truly believe that this was no limitation to her, in fact it seemed to propel her into activity to overcome or overcompensate. it was as though she and her car were perfectly unified, as she loved to travel around in it everyday doing errands and going on antique hunts or dropping by uninvited and unexpectedly to my house. (i never liked that part). when i was in high school she opened her first business - an antique shop. she loved antiquing, in fact the day before she died, she had been to los angeles hunting down more antiques for her favorite clients.
anyway, i could go on and on about her....but this painting of her still makes me sad. i'm not sure why. i think she was misunderstood by us all. my dad, my brother and me too. she had a clear and sound conscious and spoke her mind. often. i believe she never had a bad night's sleep over anything she ever said! i, however, often tossed at night over what she said to me. (big sigh).... but i miss her and it makes me sad to see her looking sad and alone. i tried to lighten the mood in the painting by using pinks. happy colors.
so today while painting my mom, i told her i loved her and missed her very much. that she needn't feel alone and that she could come over anytime------even uninvited.

My dad and grandma

this is a painting of my dad visiting his mom, grandma. i love this painting because of grandma's spanish style house, typical of southern califonia with its clay tile roof and cool awnings. the other thing i love is grandma's polka-dot dress. i think i remember that dress. i believe it was made from light wool crepe. later in life i would look for that type of cloth so that i could make a comfy (modern)dress for myself. i never quite found it. (sigh)

looks like my dad has a rolled up towel in his hand. he loved to swim. he was a competitive spring board diver. he was always good at standing erect.....could have been a result from his days in the service. i collaged bits around them from one of the directories he printed on an ongoing basis. (the directory was from the '50's)...he had a local newspaper and print shop. i think some of my deepest passion comes from my love for the shop. i was there lot and later worked for him when my son was a baby. i learned to do job printing, i did pasteups and worked in the darkroom. i drew logos and other custom work...also ran the small press...and sold ads. i used the huge gyro-ing paper cutter that looked like a guillotine, in fact i think it was called the guillotine, anyway you need to use both hands to operate it--so that you wouldn't leave one in to be chopped off.- that thing would really whirl, it was industrial strength; it could chop through 6 reams of paper or more at once... those days are far over. i miss the smell of ink and the excitement of press day when the gigantic rolls of paper he loaded on he web press for publishing started to roll and churn and groan out the weekly news.

boy and fish

Oh its so hot...i feel like i'm melting. thank goodness the gym was AC-ed. a weird thing happened at the gym i noticed today.....the people who were lifting weights, all of them, began to look like famous comedians to me. first i saw john cleese, with his big teeth and a smile that looked like a grimace (because it was) trying to do that jerk lift thing with about 2bls weight --- that was sad. then i saw don rickels - wow -he was just walking around in dark socks looking for a place to sit, i think. he is just ugly and sweaty - thats all i can say. then i saw a jewish dude doing light weight arm curls who looked like billy crystal. carol burnett was doing her inner thighs. that wasn't the weight room, that was on the machines. stevie wonder although not a comedian was there on the treadmill, he was singing to his ipod. flip wilson was next to him. finally jimmy durante "in drag" kept popping his head in the mirror when i was trying to see myself! hotchachachacha.


hmmmmm, think i need a nose job?

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dress up and go to the desert

i don't think anyone does sunday drives like they used to......this is a painting of my dad, Max, who was no doubt impressed with this large, lone Joshua tree..he was newly moved to California from Cincinnati (where he wrote for "the Cincinnati Post - entertainment section) and duly enamored by the vast desert. so he is dressed in his Sunday best, his big hat, drove his big convertible car and stands very tall and erect next to the big tree. i loved this family photo (black and white, of course) so much that i made a painting or two from it. i love to use hot pink and orange and other artificial colors, rather than tints, like most b & w photos brought to life. i like to use these colors because of the contrast between the severity of my father's stance vs. the playful garishness of the colors. its just my sense of humor.
so tomorrow is sunday - we probably won't go for a family drive in our dinky prius, instead we will probably go for a family workout at 24 hour fitness. this week, i am completely cautioned and mentally prepared for that inevitable confrontation with the crotchety old battle-axe who glares at me from the weight-lifting room mirror. man, its a good thing she is working out, hohoboy, what a fatty-cake. hope they have 911 on auto-dial.
don't worry i'm going to take it easy this week (see previous posts about being sick all week after workout last sunday and being treated by my "hot" doctor). although....i might need to go to the doctor for .....uhm...a check-up on the toxic meds. that "not-so-good-looking" doctor prescribed. (again see previous post regarding barfing up meds). hmmmm. might be worth the risk......

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every saturday we have sandwiches from the best damn deli this side of little italy in san diego, called BMH (on el cajon blvd. near st. martins catholic church, in la mesa, practically down the street from me) the "H" of BMH stands for howard, who has become one of my most favorite people.....he is energetic and happy and welcoming and makes bread everyday, fresh. today he is excited to go visit new york city next week on vacation. but when he handed me my order, he looked me in the eye and cautioned me to take time off for myself. to rest. to have free time and not drive myself so hard. i guess he could tell i have driven myself too hard these last months. he should know, he does the same thing. i took his words to heart, i kinda had to - he was still holding my sandwishes....i know i overdo most, well- uhm, everything and that i am my own most worst enemy in that regard....my health suffers sometimes... which is why for one thing, i believed the doctor on a friday (not "hot")back in the very beginning of creating this blog that my spleen was enlarged and had to take special precautions all weekend long based on that belief --- which turned out wrong. thank god. (see previous post, in the very beginnng, why pimp my spleen)....
well, now i have talked myself out of working out tomorrow - the family can go without me. i'm thinking since it is such hot weather, and i need to TLC myself, a nice couple of gin and tonics by the pool might be what howard was trying to tell me. yeah, thanks howard....and enjoy NYC. i like you almost as much as dr. hot.

the old man, bleach and beeswax

several months ago i did an article for a special publication called Somerset Workshop. The article shows my process of bleaching, tinting and using beeswax to create an interesting vintage look to old photos (copies) and other images. this piece here of the old man shows a bleached background (using big dots stamp and liquid bleach, then stamping on the black (Art Again!)paper, leave it to process...the result is an imperfect warm tan color to the dots. i decided not to tint these dots as i really liked the natural color. the old man is a photo i bought at an antique store. i thought he looked a very interesting specimen from about the turn of the last century. i photocopied him in black and white and glued him on a piece of postal trash - a postcard that i torn from a magazine, no doubt. then glued that to the background paper. the last thing i did was sparingly sprinkle bits of beeswax beads that i bought online from R & F handmade paints. i sprinkled them on the picture and melted them in a very low heated oven for only a few minutes. i left the oven door open so that i could watch it melt. what do you think i ought to name him? i think he looks like his name should be Theodore.

shall we dance?

today i received my 5 stamps from stampington to create about 9 pieces for the various magazines by october. that's because i am an artist on call. i love the challenge and will probably fold into the project tomorrow.
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some of you have asked whatever became of my daughter, brooke, who called me one day a few weeks ago very cheerfully informing me that she quit her job....(see previous post july 31, "brooke")....

oh my brookie...what a pistol!!!

yeah, xxx asked her to reconsider quitting (she works for xxx radio in LA as a reporter for XXX). i asked her - "well, what are you going to do?"
she quipped, "i'm going to reconsider for a few weeks, then quit!!!!" she was pretty dead-set on it. and happy with herself.
so its been a few weeks. she came by yesterday..."guess what?" (happy again...this time i'm weary....) "uhm, you don't have a job?....."
"nope!"
"You're getting married?"
"nope!"
i tiptoe..."uhm, you. want. to. move. back. in....?"
"Nope!"
the words "oh, that's good" escape out of me like a burst balloon.
"nope, nope nope, i got a new job with CNN as a world reporter!!! i'll be working for CNN again, but this time i can work from here and not from HOtlanta (thats atlanta plus hot)..." she is freefalling with joy.....
"WOW! when did you apply for that job" i talk to my daughter many times a day, i couldn't believe i was ignoring her when she mentioned this one.
"i didn't, they approached me, momma. i'm pretty good at what it do." she cocks her head to the side and smiles at me, showing all her teeth like a pleased hummingbird (see picture of brooke, previous post in june "i love my kids").... (uhm if hummingbirds had teeth - remember i'm an artist and in my world hummingbird have teeth --they do cock their heads to the side....you don't need to write me in the morning, and correct me - a few teachers read this post!).
"....now i have to quit xxx."
i know she is good at what she does because she's my brookie-poo.
"thats great, brooke but why, why wouldn't you want 2 jobs?"
"because my union says i can't do 2 at once...."
hmmm, i'm thinking - her union, she is in a union?...man, i never belonged to a union---that's so impressive. not sure why this impresses me so much.
"do you have to move to Washington DC then?"
"no, but i might have to travel now and then."

"wow, thats really great brooke...what are you doing now, wanna have lunch?"
"sorry momma, i can't because i am going to walk the dog for 2 hours, then go to the gym, then run with my friend Mike. Then when carlos gets off work we're going to take the dog to the beach!"
that child has more energy than god intended....she's always been this way.....she can do a somersault in mid-air from a standing position if she gets excited. i had witnessed this many times during her dating years.

so that's some of the stuff she has been up to. she is also back in college. and also she was on jazz 88 tonight doing her jazz show for old time sake. she writes for a local newspaper just for the heck of it and reports for a wire service.
but, i need to talk to her again about her time-line for marriage....maybe i should call up her boyfriend Carlos and pester him.

again. hmmmm, something to think about before i fall asleep tonight.

and just for the record, i would love to live with brooke at her house one day.......

wah!

(this is rosie's art)
i promise not to write about being sick after this....BUT i called the kaiser pharm. to report that my meds are making me puke....she asked how long after i take it does it make me upchuck. i told her sometimes up to hours later....she said, ,OK. you might be have a "cccccccoonuittience"............i asked her to stop and tell me what that was...she said "two things happening at same time. you might have stomach problem.".... oh (i get it) "coincidence", ameri-phillo- pino talk.

"ok" she says, "so if you throw up after hour you getting nuff med.s in yo bloodstrem--no need call doctor. no need change meds. you OK." hang up.

fine.

but what about puking?

argh!

my new medicine makes me barf....terrible night's sleep.

ahem, aaaaaHEM, choke!

gargle....
i had my interview this morning with Rice Zachery-Freeman...she is a good sport...the interview was about 2 hours and i hoarse-talked and choked and coughed through it - but i didn't stop talking....know why? because i was talking about me!
turns out, i really like Rice too (as well as me!!!) (there are two little dots above the "e" in Rice but i don't know how to type that). she has a blog that is a very good read....and fun. here's her stuff: www.voo-doo-cafe.com http://voodoonotes.blogspot.com/ - see for yourself. also she has a new book out - just today, actually, at barnes and noble and other like places.
really cool.
later today i briefly talked to rene richetts (we share a studio in escondido with joan irving) about doing a workshop in February in paris! paris, france. i told my assistant kathy olsen...she wanted me to make it clear is wasn't perris, california -near riverside. no, kathy, i'll make sure people know this will be in in paris--- the one is near the eiffel tower. in France. near England. another possible destination next year as i have folk in England. I'm thinking the Cotswold's. that would be the perfect place --- like a chocolate box - May is a great month for it -a lovely time of year to be in england, that's when the flower burst into bloom and choke the landscape. beautiful. theres lots of farm animals in the cotswolds, cows, pigs, hens, ducks, sheep....and sheep...sheeeeeeep. sheeepeezzzzzzzzz uh-o i better go to bed now. i'm starting to count sheepzzzzzzzzzz

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say "ahhhhh"...

turns out the other primary care doctor was a woman...so doesn't matter if she is hot or not- at least not to me....i am staying loyal anyway to MY primary care doctor who is hot. i sure hope he doesn't read blogs... (see previous post and post "oh, my poor feet")
i really hope gastone doesn't read it either --- but, i guess, that wouldn't matter anyway because i blab it all....oh well.
so i have "an infection brewing in the folds of my larynx cords". i told this diagnosis to brooke, my oldest who stared wide-eyed at me, curled up her nose and said , "wow, momma, THAT is really gross."

i said, "well at least i'm still young enough to have folds in my larynx cords....." i can't help where an infection forms....afterall....

so, that was the end of our conversation...she couldn't take it. she was totally grossed out. (that was easy) she continued to stare though. without blinking..and then turned back to her work. (she was writing a news story on her laptop at my house today)....sometimes she comes over to write.
....cuz its quiet here......blah, hahahahahahahahaha
hahaha i win!


you see, my kids have shocked me enough in their lifetimes...so once in a while i get them back.
hahahahaha
cough, cough, choke, hack, spit....smile! oh by the way - i'm on anitbiotics now - no more self-help zicam or other drugs that make me ill (see previous post).

Oh, sure.....

i have a big "featured artist" phone interview tomorrow morning and i have laryngitis.

this morning

i was advised to call kaiser at 7 a.m. to schedule a same day appointment with the"really hot" (see previous post "oh, my poor feet") primary care doctor...so i did. unfortunately they advise EVERYONE to call at that ungodly hour to get a same day appointment. so here we all are, sitting around like sick salamis with piped music in our pitifully painful heads for an hour tryng to get a appointment ...a telephone jam of sick people spreading germs into the wires. finally a person (i think it was a real person) comes on......asks for my name and home address...unfortunately for me, as it turns out, this morning i have laryngitis and can't communicate. i didn't realize this until the kaiser call. ("the kaiser call" sounds a bit world war 2, doesn't it?) in a ridiculous voice i breath that i need to see the "hot" doctor. (OK i didn't say "hot")
"oh you poor thing" purred the young girl at the other end of the phone (she must be on NY time - why is she so awake?) "well, lets see, i will have to send you to see doctor "not-so-good-looking" this morning because dr. hot is out sick with...........strep!!!!!!i"
AH-HA! i knew it. i knew i caught this diabolical disease from going to the doctor's office last week. isn't that ironic. but how did i contract it from "really hot" ? he wore gloves when he was handling my feet....honestly. (see previous post "oh, my poor feet") he is a doctor, afterall, he practices safe foot handling. hmmmmm
"doesn't it take a week for strep to show up, momma", my 12 year old interrupted my daydream, "i don't see how you both could have it at the same time..."
gawd, i must have been daydreaming aloud.
"good point, rosie" i like that she is smart. she shakes her head...and rolls her eyes...she thinks i'm pathetic.......about everything.

"and i don't think foot handling could be the cause..." my husband adds.
what?????
oh shit, he heard me daydreaming too.

well, hell's bells....i've got such a BIG mouth, even when i am daydreamin and have laryngiitis...
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the reason i put a painting of "pretty kitty" up is because she is another cause of my nasal distress this morning (see previous post about zicam). pretty kity although small and petite can really crap-up-a-storm. i was taking her crap-pan to the trash (to put in a tidy plastic bag first)- today is trashday-when i realized there was no more kitty litter. dang who was the last person to put litter in the pan and not throw out the box? i really hate the empty box trick---it is sooo annoying. i am constantly saying, if you have used something up - please throw away the box. so this morning i had to do an emergency run to vons to get more kitty- shitty- litter. i don't like the clumping kind...so "pretty kitty" now gets to crap in "pearls". my gawd, she is very spoiled.
ok time for a nap- damn that early kaiser call. sorry about the potty mouth..i'm not feeling very good now....zzzzzzz

3 kings

well i must admit that to you, the reader, my life probably seems to carry along just swimming. new york show, NC PBS taping, couple of big local shows and now Italy.....seems pretty cool.
but, "Not so fast, wise ass" says the Good lord almighty......yep, you guessed it, another trick (see previous post, "juggling act") was played on me today by His Highest Highness.
so yesterday i thought i would spend some time working out at the gym - get my old body used to it since things are better under control now - schedule wise (thanks kathy o. and shelly, but mostly kathy) i am determined to diet off the excess and get fit. so i thought a little dab would do me. it wasn't too bad (.........except i really hate that old fat lady in the mirror who keeps looking at me - thats disturbing). i felt pretty good. that turned out to be a mistake....about 3 p.m. the nightmare started with a scratchy throat that turned aggressively into strep. at first i thought it was allergies and took meds for it. then i determined it was a cold - took meds for that- then i realized it was only a post nasal drip - i doctored that too. then the nightmare of the workout - my muscles- all of them- ached, i got a belly ache and fever. you are probably thinking - big deal, she has a cold.
well, this morning i had a doctor's appointment with my nephrologist that was already scheduled. i thought - i'm sure he can treat strep - right? i monster-walked into his office groaning loudly with a few dry heaves too.....i scared the nurse - she was totally afflutter, but turns out - he didn't want to talk about anything except my kidneys --- which we had nothing to talk about because we hadn't had labs done since may. what a waste of time. i said, look doc, i know you don't treat ordinary flu, but i am feeling really awful, can't you prescribe something for me? he said that he felt bad for me but, uh no, i needed to go back to my really hot primary doctor (he didn't call him really hot, uhm, i did). (see previous post, "oh, my poor feet") so, i groaned past the waiting room and down to have blood drawn for the nephrologist's report. i'm kinda grumpy by now and the blood drawing line looks as though its a line for the last rolling stones concert (same people who were in line for the "stones" first concert.)

here is one thing that really ticked me off. at kaiser there is a co-pay of usually $15.00--- you won't believe this, but the "take-in" desk won't make change for a $20!!!! i can't belive this. i mean what else do they have to do there? its not like they are also nurses and fumbling around looking for change in their tongue depressor pocket or thermometer pocket, while trying to balance a file in one hand and a urine specimen in the other. it appears to me that that is their only job...check you in - give change, slap a receipt on the counter and mumble to wait for your number. the same thing happened at the really hot docotr's check-in the other day and earlier this morning at dr. nephritis.

to be continued after dinner......
later...

ok, i didn't eat dinner, i slept instead. ugh! one of those real dousie of a hotflash woke me up. i think my body is in revolt. anyway, turned out that the zicam i bought to prevent colds - a nose spray....i'm allergic to it. man-o-man thats painful. i had to wash my nostrils out under the bathroom facet -- and that was painful too. ah pooh, i'm too tired to finish this post. maybe i will feel better in the morning.
looks like i won't be heading up to stampington for a few days now. tomorrow is my daughters last summer day - then back to school. she has spent the last few days decorating her backpack and folders. so cute.

Umbria, Italy workshop

I am holding an art "open studio" studies workshop featuring my newly developed paintover technique (painting and collage) in Umbria, Italy, Saturday and Sunday, October 13 and 14Th, 2007. 5 hours a day including wonderful lunches. If you are interested in joining me (beginners welcome), please email me at lisabebiart@aol.com.
first come first serve, limited artist space.
airfare and travel not included.
Price for the workshops $650 per day.

rosie's art

rosie likes what i like to call "cupcake art"...."hello kitty" is now a sexy image instead of a 6 year old little girl thing. she loves rainbow colors which appear everywhere - tops, her shoe laces, bracelets, back-to-school stuff. also big are large bows in the hair, either ribbons or big plastic bow clips that she wore as young bambina. i used to use caro syrup to keep them in place.
in fact, everything she liked as a baby is coming back but in an alarmingly sexy way. i can't stop her growing up. BUT, any of you out there that get the idea she is of age to date --- just remember (see previoous post in june "be careful what you wish for...": we have the mob watching over her--day and night, plus a ferocious doberman and a mean pretty kitty..

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friends

i was happy to see a good turn out tonight at the reception for the color purple and my show of about 14 pieces.
there was wine and food and music. very nice. mostly i enjoyed seeing some of my favorite friends. meredith (big happy birthday) with her husband ron were there-- she won honorable mention....she has a small painting of 3 people, one of them looks to have a hairdo by an live electrial wire. zowie. i liked her other piece more --- i call it a cement piece because the color she used looks very much like cement. the shows runs for a couple more weeks if you would like to see it. i got third on one large piece that can been seen from the front window called "mild bewilderment" and another one caled "balloon max".
victoria was there, of course -- she runs the gallery.
denise and her daughter lillian also gracied the place. and a few others who spoke to me but i couldn't recall their names.
of course gastone (husband) and rosie (daughter) were with me. i remember them. my daughter brooke is working in LA this weekend and my son, jamie, is still living and playing in santa barbara. jamie call your mom. so, i didn't see those two.

tomorrow i have plenty of articles to write for the various stampington magazines. i will be delivering everything to them tuesday as kathy and i will be driving up to laguna hills. wednesday i will be interviewed by rice freeman-zachery for a future feature. exciting stuff on the horizon.
toni torgersen and i will be having a grand opening of our studio and show in october. i will post that later. we will also be hosting a juried show in la mesa. workshops are on he horizon also. i will give you a big heads up about that.

next second saturday of the month i plan to be at our open house in escondido - at joan irving studios. please visit me

goings on...

i was so upset by my day shopping, (see previous post) i totally forgot to mention that you are all invited to come to my opening and reception of the color purple at escondido arts partnership tomorrow night, saturday, 5:30 - 7:00 wine, food

check out:

http://www.escondidoarts.org/exhibition%20info/The%20Color%20Purple%202007/The%20Color%20Purple%202007


also there is a second saturday event at ray st. if you go to the san diego art department you will see on the walls-- the work of my favorite little kiddies - that i have taught all week. it was so much fun and (like always) they taught me a lot about art too!

i will truly miss teaching them.

school shopping

i had a nervous breakdown today trying to get shopping done for my daughter's back-to-school stuff. she goes back wednesday. rosie was OK shopping, it wasn't her. at least she knows what she likes and doesn't like----- i totally appreciate that. but the mob scene was awful. i hate too many people. and i really hate too many people with strollers. i know it isn't PC to say that, but come on. why are so many mothers dragging their crying babies out shopping. it is clear to me that the babies would rather be sucking a bottle in the privacy of their own cribs. i bet some of these babies don't even know what their cribs are like during daylight hours. they only know strollers, highchairs and car seats. today the last straw was while we were shopping in a Vans store for tennies. these 2 fat butted, mixed gender women in skin tight wife beater shirts (double layered)smelling to high heaven of mcdonald's fries with tattooed arms of some gang's name, hemmed me into a corner while they were bending over (so gross) trying to put size zero-to-fat Vans on their babies meatloaf feet. i panicked. their babies had catsup smears for mouths. here they are looking at Vans ($$$) baby shoes for these fattie-cakes that didn't even walk yet. rosie found some very cute vans, but i couldn't breath, i was trapped with big mommas and babies. fortunately rosie saw my distress and made a quick decision to buy a colorful pair. she distracted the mob scene by sending the shop boy their way to help them. i quickly slipped down a side aisle to the register. we got out OK, but it was too late for me, i was having a huge panic-infused hot flash.
now that i am home, i guess it could have been worse. there could have also been someone who is totally fit in a power driven wheelchair who disrespects thoroughfare foot traffic. that always pisses me off too.
oh well, maybe i'm just cranky.....and i haven't bought my arch support yet. (see previous post "oh, my poor feet").

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rosie and cookie monster

this was exciting for rosie to find this sesame street character at PBS. is it grover or cookie monster?

more pbs

PBS TV set

here's a photo of the set at PBS in north carolina where i was tapped for a segment of paint, paper and crafts.

rosie's art

rosie has spent some time this summer editing anime (i think that's what she calls it) and i found one that i like so i am posting it. she is at swim practice right now (she gets to practice swimming in la jolla cove tonight - she went with her sister brooke) anyway, if she disapproves of this post, i will take it down.
but i like it.

brooke's zombie report

http://www.californiareport.org/domains/californiareport/archive.jsp

she would like for you to listen to it........

oh, my poor feet

yep, thats what i complained about to my really hot doctor today. i went to the doctor to review tests. one test was (believe it or not)the report from an ultrasound of my spleen. (see early post about he spleen) about time they looked into that. its okay, thank goodness. my test said my spleen was "unremarkable". humph, unremarkable----shows what they know - my spleen has been pimped out. why didn't my test show that?
anyway, my feet hurt - he looked them over - hubbahubba. hubba.
turns out i need better arch support --- how unsexy is that?
damn i just bought gem studded "rainbow" flipflops. he said they were nice but i still need arch support. and, uh, darn it, a diet.......boohoo.

he still had to examine my feet - dear heavenly god, that was sweeeeet.

rubber for sale

this is $24.00 plus shipping and handling...
they are 6 borders on red rubber. i used these on my art for the TV show.

my head spins

i got a ton done today thanks to kathy olsen- that's always nice. i now have my show hanging at escondido arts partnership about 11 paintings hanging. thank you kathy for helping me so much. i have about 15 paintings hanging at adams ave. grill (thanks again kathy, tom, bryan and stephanie, oh and judy pike for inviting me in the first place)and as always i have some hanging at memories in the making (new studio i share with toni torgensen)in la mesa and some more in my studio in escondido (with joan irving and rene richetts). that's a lot of paintings, plus about 15 unfinished ones in my house (with gastone, rosie , denpsey and pretty kitty).
i taught the kidlets this morning at san diego art department. my daughter rosie came along today (she took a rest from the beach) and collaged with us. it was fun. we actually did artist trading cards (ATCs) and traded them with one another. the kids were very responsive to doing this, i must admit, i didn't know if they would be. many of them said they knew all about this ATC business as their moms do it. interesting.
if you don't kow what an ATC is - it is a piece of original art the size of a baseball card that is traded, not sold. its fun. in the class i assigned who traded with whom...that way they could ask that person what they liked. on the backs they write to: and from: and then sign their names.

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my daughter is so cute!!!!

this is my daughter brooke----isn't she a cute reporter with little pigtails--- hey, look, she is getting a story for CBS, i think, of the zombiewalk that took place last month (see previous post "bad mom") in balboa park.
i'm so glad she isn't a zombie, i must confess. but, actually, she's far from it because she is too much of a live wire!!! but of course zombies are very fun. and cute too, in their own way.
i'm thinking this over, but i don't think we have any zombies in the family. not even a distant uncle or pet. the closest person in my family to be a zombie would be........., well, my husband and me after we have had lots of tequila. we become paralyzed, but the NEED to do this drinking is usually preceded by spinning desire to escape the craziness and wildness of our non-zombie kids.

ok, ok, its not them, sometimes, we just feel like having a tequila sunrise.

anoher tequila sunrise (i have been watching too much "singing bee")

america's got talent

go glamazons...

oh dear

i was unpacking my art-on-the-go suitcase today from my PBS TV taping adventure (see earlier post "its a wrap").... when i noticed hidden at the bottom of the bag was step 3 of the 6 step process. i forgot to mention it on the show. ohboy. now what?
hmmm, i can't go back to NC now. should i pretend that the steps go 1, 2, 4, 5, 6?

well, actually i had forgotten step 6 too, but they're already dealing with that one. i'm going to mail it. that isn't so bad because we talked about step 6 as if it were there, they can put in the pix later. that's TV magic. but step 3, well, it wasn't mentioned.
hmmmm, wonder what to do.........oh the hell with it. its done now.
1,2,4,5 and kinda 6.

yellow shoes

hey, those shoes look like something i bought in new york at hippo shoes......(see previous post about new york).
ok, thats all.
nighty night.

day's work done

i realize i am up too late for my own good tonight. i should have gone to bed early, but i couldn't - know why? because i am tired. the tired-er i get the less likely it is that i will fall asleep. uhmmm, maybe it was that large coffee i had at 8 p.m. too. that was a dumb idea.
i was up this(well, now yesterday) morning dealing with god's humor and the sprinklers in my underwear. (see previous post) i forgot to mention that i ended up in a panic placing my wet paintings on the front lawn in my knickers (they had been on the side yard out of neighbor's view...er, the paintings not my knickers) - a wonder the police didn't come by an arrest me. especially the way my neighbors across the street like to complain (see previous post regarding me babysitting my daughter's pitbull) - that was perfect police fodder for them - i guess they were still asleep. well, too bad for them, complain freaks.
anyway, somehow, my paintings ended up looking nice and fresh after they dried, i was able to brush off the excess water and varnish that for the manic moment looked like milk. heck, the canvases shrank a little and washed clean as a whistle.
er, i'm not advocating this technique however.
so my show is hanging at adams ave. grill. it will be up for a month. the grill is a wonderful eatery, BTW.
check it out:
http://www.adamsavenuegrill.com/art.asp
after that, i taught some really cute kids collage at san diego art department. i will be doing that all week. are your kids enrolled there? do you know where your kids are tonight? ok, thats really none of my business.

juggling act

just when i thought my life was going top speed....god has a joke to play......
this morning at 8:30 am i am hanging a show at adams ave. grill then at at 9:30 i teach for sd art department. as you know, i just got home yesterday from NC. i have been busy doing last minute painting, etc. with no time to think. this morning i decided to put another finish coat on ALL my paintings for the grill. it is about 6:30 in the morning. not transporting until 8 they dry fast, plenty of time.

so as i varnished each one i threw them onto the lawn to dry(i was in my knickers, i didn't think anyone would be watching me). i finished that then i started to type my price cards when the good lord gently nudged me and said, "think you got yourself pretty organized, huh? looks pretty good, why don't you go out and check if the sprinklers are on...."

OMG!!!! &FY%$#(YR)%%#@()^&^&whatthefudge(&^$%^&*dangnabit***&$@&*%$$^ - damn. yep everyone of them soaking and with pooled varnished.

the show must go on...i guess grill patrons will just have to wonder about me.

disclaimer: ok i guess sprinklers aren't really an act of god, just an act of stupidity.

going home

flying will feel like being trap in a 99 cent store sardine can. AND it will feel like a 99 cent store sardine can that sits on the shelf or runway forever. did i ever mention i hate flying?
this piece was done with fred mullet stamps. i used bleach on black paper , tinted it with acrylic paints and then hghlighted with bright colored gel pens.

it's a wrap

i had fun at the TV station today. i loved it actually. it will air next season. i will be in the last episode of paint, paper and crafts with sloan rutter, the last guest.

i did it in one take! i was kinda proud of that. there were a few times when i thought that i had screwed up - but kept going. one problem i precieved i had done worng had to do with my brand new acrylic nails. i kept clicking them on the tabletop while sloan was speaking. i didn't realize i was doing it at first. when i did realize it, i mildly panicked and looked straight into the cameras as to say help. i really thought it was distracting and fully expected the word "cut". that created a very bad interfering thought - and the thought that i was screwing up-- screwed me up even more ---it had a snowall effect. but i kept talking and demo-ing and then i would do it the damn clicking (or tapping, like the sound my nails make on the keyboard) again!!!! i couldn't control my new nails. by ths time i had a full on conversation in my head about the beadth and depth of my stupidity. of course during this exhaUSTING mental exchange i haDn't listen to a word sloan was saying.
next thing i know she is placing her hand on my shoulder to let me know that time was up.

can't wait to see how this comes out.

afterwards i apologized to sloan for the irritating noise - she said that it was no problem, the sound guy would take it out.
i also had a stray strand of hair problem before the shooting. i asked sloan if it would be ok if i could toss the hair out of my eyes every once in awhile, rather than pinning it back with an ugly clasp. she didn't understand me at first, she thought i wanted the makeup man again. i said, no, i just wanted permission to swing the hair out of my face if i needed to. she said ok, kinda baffed as to why i asked. i asked because i thought if i starting swinging my head around like that woman on the clean hair commercial who gives herself a whiplashed neck, she might get distracted. turns out nothing distracts sloan. i have some slight recollection of me pushing the hair behind my ears (ugh, i hate how i look that way too) while i was painting. at least i didn't do some spasmotic move.
as you can see, i replayed my taping over and over in my head...UNTIL lunch when i had to have a couple of margaritas to quench all my memory of it.


i loved the directo gary morton. very sweet man who asked me this morning if i could work upside down. i told him i hadn't done that in years but would give it a try. he chuckled and corrected me - he didn't want me to stand on my head---he wanted to know if i could paint with teh image upside down!!!! - oh i'm so silly. (it is better for the tv viewers tht way).

i would love to work in TV. its so immediate - you get a prep time, then the tapiing goes on for only minutes, really and your work is done! easy-peasy.
i will be exploring NC tomorrow with my family and my sister and brother in law. we had a huge celebrational feast tonight - lots of italian cooks in the kitchen. i gained another 85 or so pounds!
time for bed now..........

i think i ought to practice standing on my head from now on in case someone needs me to do that.

PBS-mixed mdeia taping

today i went for the "dry run" at PBS for my taping of mixed media for tomorrow. it is so exciting. i was truly impressed. they had crispy cremes in the "green room". they had a "man" doing make up, live studio and long 300 foot hall. there was also a big stuffed groover from sesame street and other muppets we there too.
also there were studio hands, etc. very delicious. i met bernie berlin (wh was also an artist on callfor stampington) who was taping before me and also someone form jolees tiny die cut art elements.....
ALSO, i found out that during the flight my paints had EXPLODED. good thing there was a dry run today so that i could clean up my paints. i got my nails done today since they will do a hands close-up tomorrow.
better get beauty sleep.
i will break a leg tomorrow. i'm too excited. i hope i can sleep.

artfest 2008

i have been asked how to find out about ARTFEST 2008.
go to the website:
www.teeshamoore.com
everthing you need to know is there.

ARTFEST 2008 !!!!

come be with us!
This piece, entitled "avec nous" is from my "The Family Album" show.

"paintover" kit

Shelly Blizard helped me create this brand new product - a collage kit line for the "paintover" technique I

developed. I will be teaching this technique at Artfest 2008.

This first package is called "Ruby's Travels". (Look for other themes coming soon.)

In each kit there are 3 different copyrighted images and one copy of each image (copies are for practise). These sheets are prepared with special "paintover" ink on a speciall designedy paper for "paintovers". -and it is acid free.

Also in each package is an instruction page.

the kit is $16.00, plus tax, handling.

i have packed this brand new line in my suitcase ready for my travels tomorrow to NC for the public TV mixed media demo I will be doing.

also see previous post (June) "another version of ruby in a convertible".