Just when I was convinced that The Book had drained me of every last creative impulse, every corny, alliterative pun, every urge to pick up a caran d'ache and scribble with joyful, reckless abandon --- I'm back among the media mixing.
And now that I'm back, I have an announcement to make. There's been a lot of heated debate, name-calling, and controversy over just what exactly these green thingies are. Debbi, Courtney and Whitley all insist they're bunnies, my dad calls them "toothy trolls" and I've always thought of them as partially evolved lizard/dino creatures. Over the last several months the Praterposte Doodle Kingdom has grown to include all sorts of dentally-challenged misfits, so a phylum has been created in the hopes of laying this issue to rest at last.
They're Beazles, ok? I have no further comment and will leave the rest of the kings playing chess on fine grained sand for another post.
Well, I'm glad we've got THAT out of the way.
So. I bought a lovely charm pack of fabric yesterday. The line is called Flutterby and it's designed by some chick who calls herself Tula Pink. With a handle like that, you know she's gotta be some kinda dang surface design genius.
Anyhoo, I incorporated this yummy Flutterby stuff into a few paintings in two ways: as clothing as seen above and just below, and as a background element in the last two. (Sorry about the blurry pix, but my camera got stolen in Jamaica a couple of months ago. I know, you really feel for me having been the victim of crime while vacationing in the Caribbean in the dead of winter.) The iPhone ain't the greatest for taking snaps and I can't scan these either because of the 3-D stuff poking out of them so just squint and pretend they're in focus. See, that's not so bad.
Hannah's Mary Janes
I never did show y'all what Debbi made me for my birthday. Know why? Because the pix were blurry, but now that we've all got this squinting and pretending routine down I might just do that.