Surviving?
I saw this the other day. YIKES!
I don’t know if I can call 2015 my year of emotional suicide. Some really good things happened whilst I went on pause, but I did want to make 2016 different, better.
Here is how my first week of 2016 has been going….
I took the Chrimbo decs down. In the UK it’s super bad luck to leave them up past the 5th, so it was a major family effort to get the blasted things down.
I’m doing that jar saving thing. You know the one where you save 1 cent on January 1st, 2 on January 2nd, 35 cents on February 4th etc. at the end of the year you should have about $660, so I’m doing one each for the kids. Maybe they’ll get a dollar by next Thursday. Who knows. I like the idea of it anywhos.
I am doing some pretty heavy duty procrastinating about a show I will be having with my friends Joan and Leann. Expect me to write quite a bit about this in the coming months. I have plenty of ideas for this exhibition – it’s called ” Loose Threads – Three Artists Stitching It Together”.
Some of the work will be collaborative. Some of it won’t. Currently I wondering why Joan and Leann need me.
We Three.
I have been dabbling in printmaking. The last time I did any printing was first year art college (the printmakers were the cool guys of Fine Art). I made two designs for my Christmas cards and I really enjoyed that so I designed a print for Mark’s birthday. It was fun to do, there’s lots to learn so I think I will be doing more.
I especially like combining image with text. Happy Birthday Darling xxxxx
I have been felting dreads. Mark has a new pet project revolving around his ongoing beard development. So I made him some dreads to wear in his beard.
For the discerning beard wearer.
I’ve been reading a lot of Jessica Jones
Thank you Cam for the Chrissie presents xx
I really like the Jessica Jones TV show on Netflix. Now like everyone else I’m hooked on How To Make A Murderer.
Parts of the house still look like they have been burgled. Mainly because of the above. Although there are times I feel like I am drowning in our stuff, and especially my stuff, I figure if a burglar did pop round, they might decide someone has already done this place over and move on their merry way.
And of course I’ve been going to Wednesday morning coffee. Leann’s mum Karleen has recently joined up as she has moved to Plymouth. This week the coffee shop was super loud, there were LOTS of people in there and some of them were very shouty. It felt horrible trying to work when there was all this talking instead of the friendly quiet banter of our little tribe (don’t get me wrong I have absolutely no doubt that there are regulars who find us loud and opinionated – but hey let’s assume they are blogging about it on their blog). One of the shouty people came over to see what we were doing and (loudly) told us how great we were. Unfortunately I couldn’t speak to her because if I had, lasers would have shot from my eyes and melted her head. Luckily Joan saved her from this fate and spoke for me, like I was some strange mute woman. Thank you Joan x
Hope your week has been a good one
Jan xx
