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Ordinary Days

Tarpe Diem

By | Ordinary Days, Treefort Tarps

At least I warned you my blog presence would be spotty, and now I’ve got pictures to prove I’m really not just sitting around watching Netflix and eating bon bons — though I’ve had my fair share of that as well. (If I don’t give myself little treats now and then I pitch fits and stomp out of the room and quit, so it’s just easier to let me watch Netflix and have a bon bon.)

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I have been working on my public art project for Treefort, which as you know is going to be giant tarps cut out to look like papel picado. Only I can only find the tarps in blue, brown, white and silver so I have had to paint 10 of them to get some fun colors.

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It took 17 cans of Fusion (for plastic) spray paint in red, pink, yellow, purple, and orange to paint 10 tarps with Mike’s able assistance. My hand could barely grip my toothbrush this morning. (This could be a problem considering the number of bon bons I earned with that little paint job!)

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Luckily we had a relatively warm sunny day and the tarps dried spread out on the lawn. They are now stacked in the loft in the garage awaiting the next steps.

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I have 8 million, OK, 8 rolls of carpet tape to adhere the cut tops to the painted bottoms, and my crack team of assistants is lined up to help.

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Honestly I wish I had a videographer to chronicle the process ahead and set the whole catastrophe to music. The plan is to take the tops which I have already cut out and ever so deftly adhere them to the colorful bottoms.

Here are the tarps I’ve already cut out, stacked in my sewing studio:

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I’ll let your imagination run with that plan I just mentioned for a moment.

There is hope, however. The cut out parts look really cool, and IF we can actually get them to become one with the other colorful tarps then I think this will end up being one of my favorite projects ever.

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I’ll keep you posted, and until then…I think I just heard a bon bon calling!

Hey the Sun Came Out!

By | Ordinary Days, Treefort Tarps

Hey the Sun came out! But I’m still fighting my way out of the inversion — at least the one going on inside my brain.

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I’ve been working on the See Spot Walk design for IHS and I’m going through the second stage of the three stages of a big important project — you remember, the IMPOSTER stage. Only this time, I really AM an imposter.

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I hate to tell you, but I can’t paint. I’m not actually an artist. I just pretend to be one for the sake of this blog.

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So for the past few days I’ve been f-ing around and f-ing around and going home crying (not really, that’s just the punchline to a much longer story) and all I have to show for it is this impasto.

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Luckily there’s Instagram. This almost looks like I meant to do that.

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But things may actually be turning around this afternoon because suddenly here comes the SUNSHINE after what feels like an impossibly long inversion. And I got a really great haircut — thank you Ingrid at Arroyo Salon in Boise. And tomorrow is the Lunar New Year — let’s hear it for MOONSHINE too! You know what I mean.

And there’s always Lula to remind me that it doesn’t matter how silly you look while you do it, just put one foot in front of the other and keep walking…. You’ll get there!

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An Ordinary…Friday?

By | Ordinary Days

I’m so thrown off schedule by the Holidaze I had to check to see what day of the week it is! (It’s Friday, in case you too are discombobulated.) And being without any annoyingly prioritized “to do” list filling up my head, I decided to do what any other “artist who paints everything” with time on her hands would do… I painted my boots.

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No sooner were those boots painted than my feet began to itch for a little adventure. So I put them on, photographed my feet and posted my #fromwhereistand Instagram photo on my Facebook Artist’s page because I am now living in the 21st Century and that’s what I’m supposed to do.

Right?

Anybody?

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Then Mike and I went where any other self respecting former US Military Dependents go with time on their hands…to the Army Navy store.

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Seriously. If you have never been, you must go. Not only is it a great place to find hats, gloves,

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and crash-test dummy face masks,

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but you will also find every thickness and color of rope, cord and twine you can ever imagine needing…

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for art projects, tying things up, or down, or quickly rappelling down the sides of tall buildings to escape from zombies.

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Or perhaps from another former US Military Dependent trying on hats.

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Maybe it wasn’t such an Ordinary day after all. But it was Friday.

I’m pretty sure.

An Ordinary Friday

By | Ordinary Days

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I’ve had so many things going on lately I haven’t been concentrating on my job…MAKING ART!

So yesterday I tied myself to the mast with my nose to the grindstone and knuckled down to work on this painting which is due on Monday.

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This could explain why I woke up with an ache in my back — and a smile on my face, because I FINALLY FINISHED my painting!

Here ’tis:

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It’s propped on a chair I painted too — I liked the way the patterns looked together.

Here’s another shot of just the painting. It’s titled “Up, Up and Away (Hither and Yon).”

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In the evening we went to two gallery openings. The first was “Tiny Wonderful” at Enso. Lots of tempting small works. Would have gladly sprung for a couple of Cate Brigden’s as well as Kelly Packer’s, but we held ourselves in check and headed to the Visual Arts Collective for the exhibit of artwork made for the traffic boxes, including the one I did.

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I couldn’t have asked for better placement of my piece in the lineup!

In case you aren’t familiar with “my” traffic box, this is the one I did for downtown Boise:

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And this is the painting which was then scanned and printed on vinyl which was then applied to the box itself.

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There were over 50 works exhibited representing the 68 traffic boxes which have been produced so far in Boise. That’s one full show. (Only 17 shy of the show I’ll be hanging next week for TVAA! — Oy, my back!)

Friday was an ordinary day. My very favorite kind of day.

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An Ordinary Tuesday, Wednesday and Probably Thursday Too

By | Ordinary Days

Yesterday was the first day of the rest of our lives — now that Mike and I are empty-nester artists — and though there was a bit of to-ing and fro-ing getting Logan settled in it has been mostly just what I expected. Lots of concentrated time painting, still in separate studios as we have yet to do the big studio switcheroo (Action Girl is pushing for this weekend), without any squealing car chases or ear shattering explosions from Logan’s video games to provide the soundtrack.

To tell you the truth, I didn’t even notice it was quieter. Of course the Nikita marathon I watched while I painted probably made up for it.

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So when I say concentrated painting time, and Nikita marathon, I am not exaggerating one bit. Yesterday became today and is fast becoming tomorrow and I am still working on the same painting. It needs to be finished by day after tomorrow and I suppose I should eat and sleep and maybe even do a blog post or two between now and then. I’m starting to regret my choice of a #5 (very small) brush.

Here’s my life, yesterday, today, and the way things are going, tomorrow too:
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And finally, a “parting shot” for all of you who Instagram:

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Action Girl, Up, up and away!