Sweet rolls

I made cinnamon rolls for breakfast last weekend. I wanted to go to the new Goodwill near our house, and so I let the dough rise while I rifled through old crockery, wondering about who left the coffee stains. I needed more cups and bowls for painting on, and my haul ended up being somewhat disappointing. I didn't find the matched saucers and cups I was hoping for, because Goodwill separates the cups from the saucers, and I didn't have time to find mates on separate shelves because I had to get home and finish the rolls. But, I did find some amazing Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles sheets. I intend to make more of these tomorrow. After I made them, I raved about them to some friends, and of course I at them all before said friends found reasons to "just be in the neighborhood." I really should know better. You can't brag about how tasty your baking is and not intend to offer it to the person who was polite enough to listen to your bragging.

These two bowls were just sent to Nate and Whitney in Kansas:


By the way, I'm having a sewing party on the 18th of February. I need help sewing my dolls for my upcoming show, and in exchange for your slave labour I will feed you and give you a piece of artwork (if you so desire) and I will credit you in press materials for the show. What an offer! Who couldn't refuse that? So, friendly Phoenicians who don't intend on robbing me or those just passing through, let me know if you're interested.

Sea Creatures and Insects

I turned 26 a few days ago. Hurrah for me! I performed the feat of getting older. And in keeping with that,I had a pretty sedate celebration. Had dinner with three friends at Udupi, an Indian restaurant with cuisine from the region of the same name, and went to a bar and two of us had one beer. And we were all home by 10:30. My life isn't really set up to have big parties anymore, and I don't know enough people here to actually fill a party.

Because I didn't really want anything for my birthday besides unattainable purchases that no one can reasonably expect to be purchased by someone else, I decided it was opposite day, and made presents for most, and eventually (hopefully) all of my friends. My initial intent was to do them all in a sea creature them, but then I found out that painting octopi is hard, what with all those tentacles, and that I'm far better at painting insects.















Let me know if you're interested in how I made them, and I will post a tutorial of some sort.

Postcard

Sent to Katherine:

Sent to Trent:

So, because of the workload a solo show and its imminent arrival dictates, I'm copping out and posting some of my many postcards instead of prints for the next couple of weeks.

By the way, if you want a postcard, then send me your address and maybe you'll get one. Maybe. If I like you.

High Fibre Champagne

We partied like it was 1959.

I drank some very high fibre champagne the other night. Not because I wanted to, but because there was so much confetti that it was impossible not to consume some of it, sort of like the way it's impossible not to consume a little pool water when you swim for hours.











My legs are still sore from doing The Twist for hours.