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February 28, 2006
...tuesdays on Tuesday...
I totally didn't plan on writing about tuesdays on Tuesday.
Serendipity I guess.
I have been exploring some options for tuesdays - found myself a couple of guinea pigs and thinking of taking it in a different way...more on that later, but for now just a tease of a photo.
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February 27, 2006
...music underground...
Most of the music I heard was great. I mean I thought it sounded good, except for this guy. I regret to say he was really really bad. Almost reaching painful - he sang loud and tried hard...but not so much on the talent part. I did really love his guitar and his outfits were usually pretty flamboyant.
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February 24, 2006
...painting for friday #15...
I feel a bit like I have two different painters in me.
One like last weeks painting, and this sort of 'cute' style.
I guess it is the gemini in me.
Any thoughts?
One of my favorite things about the N/R 23rd street stop is a different hat representing a famous and iconic person. I wait by Eleanor Roosevelt’s hat when I am headed home. But I love the moments like the one above...
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February 22, 2006
....50th street....
Playing at the 50th Street stop on the 1/9 train line.
There is a great Alice in Wonderland mosaic at that stop.
When I first moved to nyc this was the train line I road and also my stop for work in the morning.
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February 21, 2006
...at work...
The way paint swirls thrills me.
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February 20, 2006
...lovely pbs...
Watching PBS.
I happened upon the most amazing show.
A real life Gosford Park.
A truthful Manor House.
A series - Windsor Castle - A Royal Year.
Jobs I never even imagined.
(A Castle Flagman - his job is to raise the flag when the queen arrives at Windsor and takes it down when she leaves.)
People who take their job so seriously. And do it serving the queen.
It is so foreign and amazing to me.
Like: A man whose job it is to light all the fires in the castle.
The men who take care of the furniture - dusting and repairing.
I wish I had started writing down their titles as I watched, long titles for amazing and specific jobs.
Inspiring.
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February 17, 2006
...painting for friday #14...
(this was an accidental collaboration with Johanna - she left some partial canvas behind and I painted this lady over it.)
The paintings for friday are back.
I know that you have missed them terribly.
I took some time off for the holidays, not like Lisa who has been amazing at getting her drawing-a-day's done. They are so lovely if you haven't seen them yet. After I took time off, I changed positions at work, got slammed with Fashion Week and tried to sew my little hands out for the Love4Sale event last weekend.
Which couldn't have been a better introduction to fairs. The women that surrounded me where amazing.
Across from me was Jane (one of my trade friends) and Karla of Slope Suds. Delicious products. Really tasty items.
On my right was two wonderful ladies - Alice & Kristin- with jewelry (only Kristin has a website that is up).
On my left was the lovely Kristen Aronsson.
Her shoes.
Amazing.
Plus she had these amazing bags that felt like butter.
And the equally lovely Angie with her simple and bold jewelry, whom I traded with but she doesn't have a website. (hopefully yet)
I was lucky enough to make a couple of trades.
I LOVE trades.
I am able to get things for myself that I would normally never buy.
I would love, but not ever allow myself to buy.
Firstly I got an amazing skirt from Kathy the brains behind the event. Her son picked out one of the inside out penguins and I got this lovely skirt.
People started showing up late in the afternoon and the wonderfuly talented Aurora put me into the black. What a truely amazing and talented countess.
Then as the sale winded down (it never really winded up - threat of a blizzard can do that).
The trades started to fly. And I snapped up two more.
First was with the hilarious Jane of Foxy & Winston. She got one of the sad-eyed little penguins (she named him Percival) and I got some great notecards. Lovely lovely.
Then I traded with Angie a beautiful coral necklace from her new line.
Oh goodness. She doesn't have a website but I think she'll be at Renegade in Brooklyn this year. Angie brought home Gordon & Sid (see the previous post).
I have quite a few left and wondered if people were interested in buying them. I'll put up photos up soon. Send me an email if you'd like to be notified when that happens. wendyATgreengirlartDOTcom.
Have a great weekend.
Posted by wendy at 10:35 AM | Comments (9)
February 15, 2006
...pondering about process...
...this was a trade for a lovely necklace from the sale - more on that later...
There is art talk flying around the internet. Mav had an amazing three-part discussion about what is art and Lisa started asking about talent. I am sort of interested in people's brain process.
I have realized that process for me is sort of long term (relativity). I let an idea germinate in the recesses of my brain. Every once in a while it'll sort of pop up to the surface and then I think on it a bit, but then I consciously push it back to this little soil area in my brain. But then it just unfurls. Does anyone else have that? Do that?
The flip side is that when I am busy, like I have been with all the work at work and with all the softies I needed done. Those ideas didn't pop up at all.
Now I have some things percolating with softie ideas. Ideas that played out in a completely different way than when I planted them in the soil. It excites me to put an idea in my little greenhouse and see how it plays out.
So how about you?
Do ideas come at you?
Do you search out the ideas?
What things inspire you?
Posted by wendy at 06:52 AM | Comments (5)
February 13, 2006
...a blizzard...
Well I think technically it can't be called a blizzard because the winds weren't quite fast enough.
The snow is deep and white.
For now.
Love 4 Sale was amazing. Sales were slow, but the people were amazing (I will share later). I am still processing the fact that I don't have to sew madly for a while.
Posted by wendy at 01:53 AM | Comments (8)
February 11, 2006
...before the blizzard...
The snow (aka the blizzard) isn't supposed to start until after four pm today, which means you can still stop by and see the Love 4 Sale show at the Old Stone House. The place is soooo so cute. Warm and lovely inside. You can take the R or F train to 9th street & 4th avenue in Brooklyn. You'll be warm and cozy and you'll have a nice treat before the snow hits tonight. You can cuddle up with one of my softies tomorrow when the snow is impassible.
My cages turned into baskets and I am almost done with the finishing touches. But there is going to be so many amazing things there!! Jewelry, Clothes, Chocolate, Paper goods, fancy knickers...and I am sure there is more, but not everyone was setting up last night.
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February 09, 2006
...preparing for the show...
In the box and ready to go.
One of the small penguins peaking, he doesn't seem so sure.
These are the ones that need the their bottoms sew on. They sort of like standing on their heads! Who knew?!
A first look at them in the cages, totally inspired by these cagelets!
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February 08, 2006
...the line has been drawn...
The sketch above is an idea from a challenge laid down by one half of the la power couple. (more about that another day)
I have been having my own personal competition with winter. Now I know Mother Nature is not someone you usually want to compete with but I am doing it.
I haven't bought a winter coat.
My old coat didn't make the move, it was ratty and falling apart. When winter hit, I hadn't bought a coat. Then much to the chagrin of the Boy I still haven't gotten a coat. You are welcome to chastise, the Boy would appreciate the support. It is not because of not trying. I actually made a huge (well huge for me) effort and went to stores Monday night. And nothing. Everyone has all the spring lines and I can't even find the winter sale coats. But I did find this beautiful dress. I would never wear it. I would dream about wearing it, but it would sit (or rather hang) in my closet.
I have never been the girl that was dressed elegantly. I was a jock in high school and didn't really have time for the girly clothes. Then in college, who knew what I was thinking. Casual is what I was thinking. Easy to clean and wear. Now I work at a painting studio where everything I wear has a chance to get a bit of paint on it. No matter how careful you are.
There is a girl inside though that wants the pretty dresses. That dreams about skirts like this. Even these simple lovely skirts, that I can make myself.
A fashion week update.
We made it.
Anna Sui goes out this morning, but all the other backdrops for the shows are done! All that work for such a short period of time. It really is amazing.
Oh and I have 33 birds in the works. 10 totally and completely done. 11 that just need their bottoms sewn on. 12 that need to be stuffed. Does that seem like enough? I mean it is going to have to be considering that I need to now make and design my table for the show.
But does it seem like enough?
Posted by wendy at 10:10 AM | Comments (5)
February 06, 2006
...wonder & pipes...
I guess I am attracted to children listening to the music in the subways.
They have such pure responses to whom is playing.
Wonder and Delight.
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February 03, 2006
...different sort of days...
My days are so different now.
I have more time moving my body and seeing how it works. I am aware of my thoughts. Aware in a new way. Not quite aware enough to explain I think that will come with time.
I have broomed on so much paint this week I can't even count. I don't want to.
Just today though I am at six.
Brooming and cleaning, brooming and cleaning.
We use a big garage push broom to cover the canvas. We pour on the paint with a haws watering can. My arms and shoulders are not quite screaming, but pretty close.
The photo above is the string that pulls at the edge of canvas. I love pulling the string. It just pulls and pulls into these beautiful little balls. Lovely and white.
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February 01, 2006
...fairy ring...
I believed in fairies.
When I was a girl, I was sure there were fairies.
I had seen the proof.
Here is my story.
Nicole had a much older brother, I think he was five or six years older than we were. He was big into Dungeons & Dragons. With the little pewter figures he would paint himself. While he was at school Nicole and I would sneak into his room and look at his collection. I loved the weight of them and the tiny details. We were really careful, because obviously we were NOT supposed to go in his room and we knew it. We were probably about four.
One day her brother came up to us and he said he had something to show us. We were thrilled. We were being included and it was something amazing if he was willing to share it with us.
He walked us over to this empty lot near their house. Telling us all the while that we couldn't tell anyone. We had to be really really quite. We had to not talk or stomp. We followed blindly across to the open light. Then he said if we were we might be lucky enough to see the fairies that he and his friends had just seen.
We were silenced.
As we got closer to the area we walked carefully. Trying to be really quite. Then he stopped and showed us this little city. It was beautiful. Delicate rope bridges and houses built into the dirt. It was amazing. There were tiny footprints. Tiny bundles of wood (for whittling) abandoned in the walkways. We weren't quite enough, so the fairies had hidden. Nicole and I sat there quietly for a while wishing to catch a glimpse of a fairy. Nicole got bored of waiting and wanted to do something else. So we left. I was devastated that I didn't get a chance to see the fairies.
But that little fairy city was burned into my soul.
It was years later, when I was visiting Nicole as a teenager that he told us about the fairy city that he had built with his friends. The time and effort for fooling to girls was amazing. Of course I said I knew that it was fake, but I had always believed that the little fairy city was real and truth. I can still picture it in my mind, which is a feet in itself, since I hardly ever remember childhood memories.
In honor of that little story here is a fairy ring I found while taking photos at this farm in California over the holidays.
If you don’t yet know about the amazing whipup created by kath. Check it out and see the amazing group she has compiled and all the amazing entries.
Posted by wendy at 07:45 AM | Comments (5)