Showing posts with label Walk?. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Walk?. Show all posts

Evil Laughter Everywhere

I've official finished two more pieces which will be winging their way toward their final location. Of course since these people may actually read this blog, there is a delay in full feature posts on these pieces at this point.

(This is unlike Walk? which was sent to someone who hadn't read the blog, and in fact still has not read the blog even though they did get the piece. It hurts a little inside. Sniff.)


More to the point, while one piece has been posted but the recipient doesn't know they are getting anything and the piece got a nice glossy finish (as well as picking up some damage from my inept gluing). As for the other, the recipient doesn't know what they are getting....hence my evil laughter. (Okay so it's totally in my head but still, it follows me everywhere and when I think about what I'm mailing it increases in volume.)

I beginning to wonder if I get more joy from sending things out to random unknowing targets then actually being a real mailartists and participating in calls...

(Also, I might, just might have told my friend with the night sky piece that it wasn't important they read the blog....but there's no proof I said this as I deleted that text message and I doubt they saved it. Time for more evil laughter.)

Muwhahahahahahaha.....

Hello Again.

So I can no longer blame my mom for anything as she had left North Carolina...

I picked up the gel medium and played with it last night. Nice glossy surface and it's, as advertise, an excellent adhesive. (I was unsticking stuff as much as I was glossing stuff over.) We'll see.

Walk? has also reached its destination and I have yet to experience any ridicule from that corner. Apathy for the piece or apathy towards communication? I can't tell.

Lastly. (God I have nothing to say but it's kind of a duh to myself as I haven't worked on anything new in days. Although, I have a few ideas, one with ribbon, one with fabric pieces and one based on the remains found in a hole punch...I'm thinking confetti)

(Shoot I forgot how I was going to wrap this up. I got all caught up in my asides.....)

(Ha. I remember now.) I spoke with MMC, who was supposed to get the hideously compelling Sleepless Night, Bedroom Ceiling. (Skype is pretty amazing, I got to actually see my friend for the first time in almost ten years...and yes I am now concentrating on the decision to buy a new laptop so that I have a computer fast enough to talk as well as see on Skype.) The piece most likely ended up at their old apartment, and she said it would be a surprise for the bachelor in residence there now. I think I will have to make something new for her (my mom also kind of ordered me to and since I love my mom...).

So, I'm back at work...I know, you are so very lucky to be able to bask in my brilliance again. (The wonder of the internet, I can say that and not worry about keep a straight face.)

The Night Sky Incident

This is a case in which the receiver has no clue what's going on and since I've finally pronounced it finished then promptly mailed it off, my night sky piece is fit to be posted.

The first mention of this piece appeared in Snags and Cake, followed by another bit in Brain Drain (which you can go read or stay tuned because both pretty much dealt with the same problem -- I can be boringly fixated on subjects). The first time I stepped away from this creation, it was beyond obvious that it was boring as all hell. Thus generating two posts in which I chew to death my frustration over what to do to fix the complete snore fest that was my night sky piece (strangely enough night sky isn't the title but then again the person who receives this should get the point).

Anyways, in the end I added more "stars" and called it a day. I like it (not as much as googly eye Paranoia) but it has its place: a perfectly predictable melding of black, blue, red pastels with white pastel "stars" then glossied up with fixative (the glossy kind). Admittedly I may have over sprayed this piece with fixative but it ended up adding some character (and I survived the fumes!) so it's all good.

So this is Walk?.



It's simple and direct: one hopes the receiver of said piece doesn't completely trash it...and that they get it.

One of the best parts of living in the rural mountains of NC is the number of stars I can see on a clear night. Totally beats out Syracuse...so I win right?