A Lovely Dream

Inspired

INSPIRED WITH DONNA DOWNEY

The Winner of the Artist Tote Bag and Suzi Stamp
#52 Cathy Wegner

The Art Doll is by
Brenda Figueroa
vieunerose.blogspot.com

 

This is Heidi from Stampavie. She is from France. She is my soulmate. It's like me with blonde hair and without a jersey accent. Planning a trip to France!


I got to dine with Maryanne Vanwingerden, a student who's work I am happily putting in my book. She's coming out to visit me this summer.

La Petite Jenny Doh! It amazes me how you can give many artists the same template and each of them make it into something different and usually, something that represents themselves.  We can't help but put our thumbprints onto what we fondle.


I promised Georgette I would make an Angel of a deeper color for her in my book, and dedicate it to her.  My problem has been that I blend my faces with a white pencil - hence why the light girls have been easiest to do.  But there is a call for ALL GIRLS to make pretty faces so Im on the job.  Book deadline is July 1st and I will make Georgette proud.

Les Petit Paolo! He was the photographer for the event and has the coolest mustache ever. Hence forth all boys accompany Suzi Dolls will have vintage villian mustaches. He is coming to visit me too.

And we are on the job fixing Finney's tail. You can't fool around with a bacterial infection so I have vet tech appointments to help keep his wounded areas spotless, (he wont let me touch his tail for baths. When I know it hurts him it makes me press lighter and that's not good.) It was almost cleared up but then came back. That will not happen again. We and the vet team together will fix my poor finney.


My next giveaway, (and it is way fun giving away stuff, if I run out of art supplies I'll start digging through gigi's toys and various things in my junk drawer), is fabric paint and a pen from Jacquard. Next week I'll make a video and the random lottery will begin. But now, back to the book.

xoxo
Suzi

Day 17 And Why Love Isn't Banging Down My Door

An Education

     I spent the night with Peter Sarsgaard and let him drag me through the mud.  Older man, young girl, he steals things, what red flag was not raised even 5 minutes into this movie? From the beginning when he offers to take her Cello for a ride I knew I was taking that ride too. Same hopes and dreams as she that yes, a smart and handsome and witty boy wants me. Even though I've been through this before. No stability.  Sure it's not too good to be true. Yes I will drink the cool aid. Please make it blue.

 Knowing we are already intoxicated the director makes it easy to follow the path: Ok, he lies and well, he steals. She'll marry him and watch him go to jail and they'll live in flop houses and she'll wish she followed her educated life instead. Got it. But, the way he looks at her. This is Love with a captial L. This is Living. This is better than books. It is what all good artists will put up with for a life well spent: Love Conquers All. So what if we are never comfortable and always in trouble.  This, this you and me...is bigger than life.

     And just like in real life I sit on the edge of the couch when the ordinary truth is revealed and feel the slap that says, "See, you fall for this everytime! You think things are more romantic and dangerous than they are. This is it, right here. This guy. Not the bad boy thieving clever adrenaline nut who is in love with you, yes that is what you signed up for, but the icky and the sick.  The truth is he sits at home in a recliner watching Americas Next Top Model next to his wife.  They go to Bed Bath and Beyond and he picks out the dishes she has to look at for the next 30 years (because, well, she picked out the sofa it's only fair.) The way he looked at you, heh, it's the way he's looked at everyone.  He does this all the time.  In fact, if they get pregnant he likes it better. So it's not that he's dangerous, none of it is real. In his eyes you were nothing special."

  Later, she is walking around her English teachers house and says:
This is very nice. All your art....and books.
It's post cards and paper backs.
Yes, but, thats all one needs, isnt it?  A place.

  When I feed my own soul no one can pull the ground from underneath me and all of the meaning in my life never drops away. I am not considering if my towels are masculine enough for the bathroom.  You aren't going to give me Paris, I can give that to myself. I want kisses and trips to the zoo and then I want you to go home. Is it no wonder Love isn't beating a path to my door? It knows I'm not going to open it.

 

 

Happy Easter!

Gigi whispered in my ear... that since it is Easter we should do something fabulous. So here is a template for my Bunny Girl.  Make your own with her. I'd love to see it!

Click here for the full sized version

Here is what I did with it.

Remembering my Pooh

Love, Showers, Painting The Bedroom

I watched this last night and its a gorgeous movie. Made me think about what is love, what is lust, what is real? I'm still not sure, but it made me want to be in love.

Right now Im going to take a shower, did I tell you I travel shower? All the girls here do it. Your wagon will last longer the less you let steam rise and get into the walls. There is no attic so it gets trapped and mold could develop over time. The showers in the girls bathroom are hUge and the hot water never runs out and its free! When one of my neighbors is in the one next to me we say, "Hi sorority sister!"  It feels that way.They may not be your friend but living in close proximity there is familiarity. So Im filling up a yellow backpack with my towels and such and putting on my flippies to shower. Then go to Henrys and buy a bit more food, then put primer onto the walls in my bedroom. I will set up a LIVE CAM on my schools front page at about 4:00 PST

LES PETIT ACADEMY LIVE CAM