nail itpost it
sculpt it
bind it
glue it
film it
write it
bake it
wear it
draw it
fold it
sing it
tie it
catch it
sketch it
build it
weld it
sand it
hang it
mail it
make it.
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Thursday, December 29, 2011
WE CAN MAKE IT.
nail itpost it
sculpt it
bind it
glue it
film it
write it
bake it
wear it
draw it
fold it
sing it
tie it
catch it
sketch it
build it
weld it
sand it
hang it
mail it
make it.
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
16 Facts: If I Were a Cupcake, I'd Eat Myself
Holy Memes, Batman! I was approached with two memes today--one from the fabulous Shell and another from my Sis Anna! So, I am going combine the two to try to create one Epic ULTRA MEME list of 16 facts and Truths...Can She Do it!?
1. I am a neat freak. I can't do anything in my studio or concentrate on homework unless everything is in it's place. I feel that what surrounds you reflects what's going on inside of you. Obsessive anyone?
2. I hate grapes. Once when I was youngling in girl scouts I was made to stick my hand in a bag of peeled grape "eyeballs". Never got over the association.
3. I once had a strange dream in which I was wandering around an abandoned Victorian mansion in some sort of trapeze artist outfit. I was walking down one if the houses darkened hallways and came across an oil painting of Gerard Way (of My Chemical Romance) in period dress. I stopped in front of it and suddenly Gerard moved and said, "Molly. You've gotta build a church." How awesomely weird is that?!
4. I'm an awful brush care-taker. Most artists baby their brushes, as you should since they are your bread and butter. But I am AWFUL at rinsing them out and soaping them properly. I'll let them sit in a bucket of goopy paint water for days. Oopsy!
5. Even though I absolutely abhor guns and everything they stand for, I use gun imagery in my writing all the time. There's just something terrifyingly interesting about gun metaphors. Wacky.
6. On the subject of firearms, if I had a choice between being shot or stabbed? I chose stabbed.
7. Tom Jones is one of my favorite guilty pleasures. What's new, pussycat?
8. Speaking of which, I worry about my cats dying. They are my Companions and can't imagine what I'll do when I have to come across their body someday.
9. Anna and I have plans to move in together when we're old ladies--hopefully into a big old barn and call it "The Art Farm". There we'll live with our Muffins and herd of cats and make music and paint and go deaf together.
10. I am terrified of doctors. Just don't like 'em. I probably won't go see a doctor unless my right arm falls off--I can't sew with my left hand.
11. I L.O.V.E creepy plastic religious figurines! Especially ones that are made to sit on top of television sets and dashboards.
12. I feel awful about my prejudice against stinkilly wealthy people. I am just rubbed the wrong way by waste and arrogance. It's odd, seeing as a majority of my living is made by fulfilling the whims of yuppies. I know it's wrong, but I can't help it.
13. Every time I watch Edward Scissor Hands, I cry. I blame it entirely on the music. :)
14. If I were a cupcake--I would eat myself.
15. I order Bloody Mary's mostly because I just really love pickles. And I'm a "spear" sort of gal. (There's an excellent bar near me that does a Bloody Mary that serves 3 people and comes with celery, olives, onions, PICKLES, sausage sticks and cheese whips!!)
16. I had a gay man try to pick me up at a club because he thought I was a transvestite. It's my own fault for having a penchant for grandma-red-lipstick. It's true--gay men have impeccable taste. ;)
Now I pass it on to you, my pretties! What are your deepest darkest secrets?
1. I am a neat freak. I can't do anything in my studio or concentrate on homework unless everything is in it's place. I feel that what surrounds you reflects what's going on inside of you. Obsessive anyone?
2. I hate grapes. Once when I was youngling in girl scouts I was made to stick my hand in a bag of peeled grape "eyeballs". Never got over the association.
3. I once had a strange dream in which I was wandering around an abandoned Victorian mansion in some sort of trapeze artist outfit. I was walking down one if the houses darkened hallways and came across an oil painting of Gerard Way (of My Chemical Romance) in period dress. I stopped in front of it and suddenly Gerard moved and said, "Molly. You've gotta build a church." How awesomely weird is that?!
4. I'm an awful brush care-taker. Most artists baby their brushes, as you should since they are your bread and butter. But I am AWFUL at rinsing them out and soaping them properly. I'll let them sit in a bucket of goopy paint water for days. Oopsy!
5. Even though I absolutely abhor guns and everything they stand for, I use gun imagery in my writing all the time. There's just something terrifyingly interesting about gun metaphors. Wacky.
6. On the subject of firearms, if I had a choice between being shot or stabbed? I chose stabbed.
7. Tom Jones is one of my favorite guilty pleasures. What's new, pussycat?
8. Speaking of which, I worry about my cats dying. They are my Companions and can't imagine what I'll do when I have to come across their body someday.
9. Anna and I have plans to move in together when we're old ladies--hopefully into a big old barn and call it "The Art Farm". There we'll live with our Muffins and herd of cats and make music and paint and go deaf together.
10. I am terrified of doctors. Just don't like 'em. I probably won't go see a doctor unless my right arm falls off--I can't sew with my left hand.
11. I L.O.V.E creepy plastic religious figurines! Especially ones that are made to sit on top of television sets and dashboards.
12. I feel awful about my prejudice against stinkilly wealthy people. I am just rubbed the wrong way by waste and arrogance. It's odd, seeing as a majority of my living is made by fulfilling the whims of yuppies. I know it's wrong, but I can't help it.
13. Every time I watch Edward Scissor Hands, I cry. I blame it entirely on the music. :)
14. If I were a cupcake--I would eat myself.
15. I order Bloody Mary's mostly because I just really love pickles. And I'm a "spear" sort of gal. (There's an excellent bar near me that does a Bloody Mary that serves 3 people and comes with celery, olives, onions, PICKLES, sausage sticks and cheese whips!!)
16. I had a gay man try to pick me up at a club because he thought I was a transvestite. It's my own fault for having a penchant for grandma-red-lipstick. It's true--gay men have impeccable taste. ;)
*WHEW!*
Now I pass it on to you, my pretties! What are your deepest darkest secrets?
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