Yard Sales Suck If You Are Trying To Sell Your Art

"Know Thyself"

"Know Thy Audience"

"Know Thy Customer"

"Know Thy Venue"

Pearls of wisdom 

I chose to ignore 

in my

infinite Hope 

To Impress, Dazzle,and Amaze

Yard Sale Shoppers

with my Art. 

Never Again.

Can you say Boring and Insulting???

They didn't get it

appreciate it

or make freakin' eye contact.

Is eye contact too much to ask??

I think not. 

But then again, I'm a loon.

As my friend JoAnne said, 

"people are looking to spend a dollar

on an appliance that actually works"!!

Well, if that was me, I would have looked,

commented, said hi

while making Eye Contact 

and if I liked what I saw, I woulda bought a 

Christmas Present for 20 damn bucks.

But that's just me.

sigh. 

This first pic features my sister Deb.

She brought crap over from her laundry room.

She made Sales. 

And therefore Money. 

My fancy display area.

The other classy display area.

Thats me in pink.

Looking Miserable

cuz I was bored. 

I only got one laugh. 

That is the worst thing ever for me.

I live for getting laughs.

I wonder if I had my stuff on tables 

it would have made a difference.
Maybe I'll look for tables
at the next neighborhood yard sale.

hmmmmmm....

xoS 
 PS. If you see me buying tables 
SLAP ME.
Thank you.

Bird on Blue

Last summer I painted this puppy outside 

on a beautiful day. 

I added some stenciling, which blobbed up

here and there. 

So, I wasn't so thrilled with it.

And it hibernated in the back of my mind and the back of my studio

for a whole year.

Inspiration finally struck. 
I love the technique in which 
Angela Cartwright extends her painting
outside the photographs in her book, 
Mixed Emulsions.

(see page 41)

In the photo above, 
I've adhered the image of the birds
to the canvas, and rubbed up most of the white paper paper on the front off. 
So the surface looks very textural and grungy. I then painted over the image, 
and painted the background white.

In the photo above, 
I am tweeking the stencil. 
Adding an outline with pencil,

and a wash of more paint.

I love Golden's Iridescent Bronze.

Below you can see, 
I've written one of my most favorite poems in ink around the image.
Well, campers, Ranger Adirondack Inks 
bead up on top acrylic paint and NEVER dried.
I sprayed the surface with a sealer.
NOPE. No go. So I had to bag that idea. 
I didn't know it yet here:
I added dot stencils.

I ended up painting a thin white wash
over the words,
which got smeary but I like it. 

It looks like a hidden secret. 

Which in a way it is.

This poem is my soul's secret sanctuary.

In the photo below, 

you see how I've extended the branches 

past the image.  

What is the poem you ask?

It is by a 12th century Buddhist monk:

The wind whistles in the bamboo

and the bamboo dances. 

When the wind stops, 

the bamboo grows still.

A Silver bird 

flies over the autumn lake. 

When it has passed, 

the lake's surface

does not try 

to hold on to 

the image of the bird. 

Beautiful, is it not? I re-learn the lesson of this poem sometimes twice a day. teehee.

I am trying so hard to be an autumn lake. 

Care to join me?
xoS

Black and White and Green All Over

My fav part of the process. 

The background collage.

In my mind's eye I was thinking 

black, white and lime green. 

Wait till you see what I ended up with. 

Completely not black white and lime green.

See!! I told you!! I love drips! 

I am a drippy dame. 

Layers of paint, stencils and assorted blobs.

Now the fun part:

Using alcohol and a cotton swab,

unveiling parts of the collage underneath.

What I have so far:

Living with 

the work in progress 

for inspiration:

Next post will be about that 

bird painting in upper right corner.

I had a summer with productive spurts

combined with sluggishness!

And FINALLY

I finished my parent's painting,

The Orb.

Here I am with my baby, with mixed feelings.

Happy and Proud of what I created

but sick to death of it!!

Kind of like parenting

a kid who is about to turn 18. 

teehee.

The long view without

my noggin in the middle. 

teehee.

Thanks for looking, visiting and

commenting. 

May the Muse Be With You.

xoS