it started with a collage...

try again!!

This is a test. I posted earlier but it didn't post to Facebook because someone apparently hacked my account. So after multiple changes to all accounts, I am going to post this and see if it comes through this time.

Damn. Hackers.

Today's pet peeve

Taxes.

Paperwork, receipts, confusion and the overwhelming dread of it all. All of it is almost enough to make me want to have nothing, do nothing, own nothing. Just be a homeless woman drawing pictures on sidewalks with chalk. Or a stone. 

Could I beg enough money to buy chalk?

**SIGH**

Tomorrow is the day we place Mom's ashes next to Dad's. Then life goes on and we keep memories of who she was and how we loved her through her failings and goodness. RIP Mom.

One comment on finalizing a life, a death....people really need to learn to be competent at their jobs. The last thing anyone needs at a time of death and closure is to make multiple phone calls and appointments to take care of the same EXACT business. Once should do it people. ONCE. That's all.

Thanks again to all of you who posted caring thoughts, sent cards and flowers and prayers. XOXO

Next post will be more cheerful and have a new direction....you will see.

Options

I am thinking if this election madness doesn't start looking better than it does right now, I am voting for Roseanne.

 

That'll show 'em!

today's pet peeve

Bad drivers. 

The ones who don't know what the middle turning lane is for. You know, that lane between the other lanes that has arrows pointing in BOTH directions indicating that you get over there to turn. Get out of the flow of traffic people. Please.

Even worse are the ones who HALF understand the concept and are part way in the traffic flow lane (just enough to block the flow) and part way in the turning lane. Really? Do you only HALF understand what the lane is for?

 

today's pet peeve

If you are in college working on a Master's degree, shouldn't you KNOW the word "college" isn't spelled....collage?

just sayin'

Now I'm Bored

I gave up blogging a while back because it seemed no one, including myself, really cared. Now I realize I don't think it matters much if anyone cares or doesn't because I have too many words in my head if I don't write once or twice a week. Sometimes on paper, sometimes on a screen-but I need to write again. 

So I am going to post every week with at least one photo/art piece and one written view/complaint/opinion that can be skipped over if you choose. 

OH, I forgot about you...

For a minute I forgot about blogging at all. I have ADHD or some such thing I am certain, because I can't consistently stay involved in keeping up with things. I can be cruising along just fine, then..."oh look at that shiny thing over there..." and I am totally off track again. Many.distractions.every.day.

I have made art (or my version of art) and just not posted. My latest thing is doing art for Art-o-Mat machines. I am kind of passing on entering local shows for now. Don't have the stomach for it I guess. 

More on Art-o-Mat  here.

Latest art here.

 

Not getting better?? Who cares!

Someone once told me if I would keep doing the same kind of art I would get better at it. Instead, I jump all over because there are so many fun things to try. Too many materials to just stick with one thing. I can not imagine ever calling myself a watercolorist, or a sculptor and doing just that one process. Over and over. I guess the point of all this is the art I am now about to post. It is still ACEO size but I am painting over a page from my Uncle's lottery number system. You can see some of the numbers under the paint. I guess they will list on Etsy like much else I have been doing. I am having a good time even if I am not getting any better because I am jumping around between styles and mediums. It should just be about have a great time getting lost in the moment. Right?

the colors are more intense in reality, monitor makes them bland.

Rainy with a chance of sun

April was the rainiest we have ever had and May seems to be working on beating it. I tried to get the grass mowed today and came in soaked to my socks because I couldn't leave that 10 foot square of tall grass in the middle of the yard. I thought I would beat the rain but, no. 

The problem with spammers has apparently been stopped here on Typepad. Thanks to the powers that be at the help desk. 

More art soon. Too busy paddling the boat and trying to stay dry.......

Be back soon.