Bad Ass Bedroom Stuff

Check out me awesome and hand crafted (by ME!) re-adjusted bedroom stuff!

I'm going for a kind of Old Hollywood/Deco kind of thing. I am refinishing all the things that I already have in there to make it coordinate better. Sheets were on sale at Target, I got the paint from work, the wallpaper on the dresser is from the attic of my grandparents old house, the ideas are from my very own brain!

Stay tuned for the finished product. I'm doing the whole room within the next week. YAY!

Holy Crap

First is the original picture from my camera. Then, the same picture after I spent maybe 10 minutes in Photoshop. Holy crap!

Holy Cats...

I've got to get out more. I've been so busy trying to get all my ducks in a row, so to speak, that I forgot I even had a blog.

Oops. I'll try harder, but for now....

The Landscape of My Life

This is the landscape of my life. I made and glazed (majolica) the ceramic vessel that my watercolor brushes (sable) are resting in, in front of the books about artists I can't get enough of or by authors that I can't get enough of.

This picture is the story of my life; notice how there are no people in it? That makes me sad.

Purple Puffballs

I don't know what these pretty flowers are called, but I want some. I saw them on the side of an apartment building on my way to work and I stopped immediately. They look like huge purple dandelions. I love dandelions.

I am also very pleased with the way the pictures turned out. Its the same grouping of flowers from two angles, but they look so different. I liked them so much that I printed them out 5x7 and framed them with 1 inch solid black frames and rearranged my entire living room around them. Now my room looks great and I smile every time I walk in. Pretty flowers make me happy.

River Flowers

I don't understand how these flowers grow in the river like this. It's not very deep, of course, but still. Why don't they wash downstream?

Anyway, I think it's pretty and so I took this picture.

Happy Memorial Day!

Flower and Paint

This is one of the last pieces I painted in college. That was 6 years ago, before I learned how to properly photograph framed are without flash spots. I remember every day that I worked on this. I can practically hear the music that was playing in the background and I know what outfits I was wearing and who was with me. I don't know why I remember these day so clearly nothing special happened, but they are some of my most vivid memories.

Painting this made me happy, something I am often not. I wish I could feel that way all the time. I wish I could paint everyday.