September 29, 2014

September 25, 2014

I just cant be normal.

I dont know exactly how everyone processes the things they see and feel. 

but I am on a pretty high setting. 

which gets me in a lot of trouble. 


also makes me an artist. 


my nephew is an artist too. sometimes we do collaborative sculptures. no big deal. 


I have been consumed by life lately. and the good news is that my life and my art are the same thing.

at least I try to make them the same thing. 


and on that note. 

its kind of terrifying to now tell you about the two puppet men who lived on my den floor.

I am aware of my life. 

Yep. totally aware. 

I take pictures because I do these things by myself and I am sorry but I cant always handle it totally solo.

Taking these guys to work. 

Where Richmond Ballet adds breath.

These guys are going on tour with two casts of Don Quixote. 

So if success is measured by letting your puppet guys go into the world and DANCE.


I am doing really great right now.


and while I was organizing this post I sat next to two men who complained about the state of the world.


while part of me wanted to barf. part of me also felt really good that I was next to them. in the very same world. writing a post about puppets and heartbeats.
and one of the men has on high tops so... theres hope guys. theres always hope.

September 11, 2014

If you have to. choose a frozen yogurt topping you can be proud of.

I went to the beach two times recently for several days. and I brought work but it stayed in a closet slightly threatened by heat and sand. 

the good news is-
My computer. although it is old and turns off on its own. still works. 

so I am still in the art business. 


I also made two puppets. did some contract design work. and taught a lot of little campers. 
at the same time. 

one time I bought two wigs at Party City for the purpose of WORK. 
and my roommate wore one to make me feel happy...before it went on a puppets head.


The fall is a time for carving pumpkins and having more of a consistent schedule. 
Things are starting up. 

and by things I mean- LIVE ART. 

a program that fills me up and gives me purpose. 

and the craziness of choosing this life levels out just a little bit. 

i mean. barely. 

or sometimes it gives the illusion of...


In any case. I am still in the deep end. and I have a bracelet to prove I have passed my swim test. metaphorically. 

(I never got one this summer because I was content in the standing end reading a magazine.) 

so. onward.


i love music. almost more than everything.