Dom is losin' it...

sooo glad i have a camera!

yup

can reads:
"there ought to be a word between like and love..."

and in the can there is a word between like and love.

laser cut from felt.

like "Lindsay."

yup.

dot dot dot...

some other beginning's end...

i haven't written much about inspirations or process lately. 

for some reason this term has been strangely difficult for me.

i've written much (in my 'paper blog') about my frustrations with trying to figure out what the logical next steps are... as if it's prescribed.

looking at that i realized that i'm still in a super tentative place about my practice and i have a long way to go before being completely comfortable about just doing what it is that i want to do. 

i had hoped that by the end of this year i would have gotten over some of this stuff. maybe it never goes away. some say it doesn't.

perhaps the less personal work is, the easier it is to offer up/ talk about/ take criticism.

i dunno. 

and i wish i did. 

so here are the things i'm working with.

jackpot, sugar is my new favorite in a long list of stolen statements. the sampling of my auditory catalog. it is a fragment, but clearly the juicy center of a larger statement....    when i look at it it makes me feel sassy. it wasn't heard with a comma, but because when i hear "a good one" it feels like i scored, i decided there needed to be a comma. 

as if i had had won the prize-  "jackpot, sugar"  (me being "sugar" of course.)

burnt happiness ok so sometimes these stolen statements come from the people close to me.  this one i love because obviuosly- 'burnt happiness'  is such a strange juxtaposition. also because it came from andrew who was talking about the smell of the laser cut wood that he used to make his mother's day gift for his mom. he was so pleased with himself. again... these things stay with me for a number of different reasons. this one had everything to do with the moment. 

plays me very carefully originally from 'he plays me very carefully,'  i thought i would offer a level playing field and leave the 'he' out of it.

side note: when i told a friend about leaving the 'he' out of it she looked and me and said "now there's a statement." 

so you might end up seeing that one in lights too....

what if we let it kind of started it all. okay, i love jackpot, sugar but this one is my favorite. so super loaded that it sends me spinning. it's simple, yet complex. straight up yet cryptic. it begins one dialogue while ending another... with intrigue. 

that's better.

ummm... yes, please!

handbag + mentor  =

what could be better?

photo from goodnightraleigh.com

bag design by holly aiken in a collaboration with... obviously... michael salter

i am...

(plasti dip covered cardboard)

the sound of exhaling slowly... as if to calm yourself

17 days...


(insert sound here)

repurposing

fluorescence...

yah...

light it up

so...

i've purchased a couple of fluorescent light fixtures to use as light box displays....

for signs.

for the words i stole from other people.

and i think i have finally arrived at a satisfactory solution. 

much thanks to: 

my pal andrew who really- never lets me down

and that professor (i forget his name...) whose head is filled with all kinds of great ideas that he so generously shares....

now to get the vinyl cut and onto my signs.

i can't believe this term is so close to being over.

i can't believe it.

i can't believe it.

i can't believe it.

*sigh*