Jetlag and snuffly noses

I'm back from London and am suffering from Jetlag and allergies at the moment.Along with a total lack of sleep due to the fact that my little bird hasnt adjusted back to LA time yet.So most of my nights for the last 3 days have been nothing but a blur of pleading to get her to go back to sleep.

London was great,even with the whole inlaw thing.
Wasnt able to get out as much as I wanted but did see a few exhibitions
including Rachel Whiteread's Unilever
My partner mentioned how it reminded him of my children's book about how instead of the toothfairy it's actually Mice that collect the childrens teeth and they use it to build great big Mice cities. Yes, I write very scary stories for children, I know. But it seemed like a great idea too me.And seeing how the children loved the cubes I would say I might have a good idea after all.
Also picked up so many books here that I almost had to get another suitcase for my return.
Took the runt to KEW gardens and brainstormed ideas with H. for our future group show "In Clover" taking place in Portland in a few months.All SWI doing.He's brave enough to organize an outside show.

I've finally figured out what I will be doing for Lucky Dip.Now I just have to learn to sew and learn very quickly.
H. sold his painting,so I'm very proud of him and I hope he continues to paint more.I'm his biggest fan!

So here's my big brag..Everyone rush out in a few weeks and get the Mother's day issue of The New Yorker. My good friend CG called to inform me that the cover was inspired by me and the runt or as he likes to call her the tick. He wouldnt say what the cover is just that it's of her and inspired by us. So we'll see.He promised me it wasnt going to be mean but I never knwo with him.Hopefully after this brag he wont get bumped.That would suck and be slightly embarassing.

This was just a quick check in,I have a ton to catch up on before i get back to regular posts...oh yeah I'm supposed to post a self portrait today..
no time to spell check, sorry

The Sixth Sense

Five Senses for this week,so far have included:

Sight:
The yelling man,swinging a loaf of wonder bread at the candy man,dressed in pink shoes.
The bok I'm reading, William T. Vollmann's "Europe Central".The words cover 811 pages.I'll be staring at them for along while.

Touch:
Gigi's kness are dry,I've had to put cream on them daily.the heater and baths make them dry. After teh baby oil, they are smooth.
H. hasn't shaved in awhile,he kisses the back of my neck and it tickles.
Gooners whiskers.

Sound:
Baby giggles
kitten meows, from being stuck on the neighbors roof.
Silence at naptime
Carla Bruni, french songs
H. deep sleep breathing at 4AM

Taste:
Cheese Danish
Coffee latte with a pinch of Vanilla
Cheerios with nanners
Lamb with Mint Risotto
Red wine

Smell:
Fresh Baby
Yellow Tulips
Fresh Rain
Ground Coffee
H. man smell

Supposably there is a sixth sense they discovered recently.I can't remember what it's called though.It's something to do with that sweet/sour combination.

I'm scanning in images for my green Wednsday and brown/whites Thursday.
I'm still behind.I just am busy sorting out Lucky Dip Art Swap still.I'm slow, running on half a cup of joe these days. Missing out on loads of sleep this last week.Georgie's decided she likes nights again and staying up all night.
Back is killing me and am dying for another massage.Is it too indulgent to get one weekly? Nope,just expensive.Speaking of expensive, I went in to get one magazine and came out with 4. Considering my obsession,I'd say I did pretty good.

Got back 6 rolls of film today.This is a time where I wish I had digital.Cause now I have to scan them all in.I forgot to just get them on disc.
What's on these photos you ask?
Ideas, projects, new series and hopefully an exhibit somewhere hidden amongst them.

I need some sort of business card/stationary. Well I don't really need it.But I think I should have one jsust in case.I need someone to come up with a clever idea for me. I'm all tapped out on clever ideas lately

Oggie found his way off the neighbors roof.

Yellow Mondays and Blue Tuesdays

I'm a little behind,so I am posting two days in one for Mecozy must be color project.
Still trying to sort out all things LuckyDip Art Swap as well as prepare for big trip home to London.
It is official, I have left my secure job at the velvet prison and am now back to part time freelance,full time new mummy and future small business starter upper person. YIKES..
As I was walking out the door, HR was nice enough to tell me that they were just about to give me a pay raise,like that was going to get me to suddenly change my mind.That whole extra 20 bucks a week.I have to pretend I don't care so I wont freak out about not having a job and about to take a huge risk by starting my own business. Being a new mom doesn't scare me as much as starting a business..hmmm is that right/normal?

I recieved my "partner" for the cd swap for Lisa's site and I am so excited that I have already started and then restarted cause I felt my cd wasnt cool enough the.Now I think I might be clever and make it a double cd..As well as I finally finished up a cd for a little bird, who sent me such a great cd with little gifts that I have been taking my time so that I may in return send her a little special package.

As I browse all these great blogs,I'm noticing that more and more people are connected through them.I find we all have mostly the same links and are doing the same little online projects and sometimes even writing the same thoughts,is the world that small?

It is still pouring down rain, so much so that I spent the majority of the day inside yesterday and today.Can't make it outside with my camera so I attempted to finish the times crossword puzzle.No where near complete.I feel really dumb when I do the crosswords puzzles

See excuses below

I was supposed to post images last night of the last of my art collection.I will do it I promise as well as I will also contribute my color pictures
I all the sudden realized that I leave in two weeks for London and hadnt organized
The Lucky Dip Art Swap for the year. So I've been scrambling to sort it out,gather address from emails people sent in. Try and put up some sort of Temporary blog site that has information as well as past exhibition photos..blah blah blah. On top of all of that I had to hurry and up and finish a little piece for a group show.Take photos of a band,had in laws in town,go to Disneyland,get a Thai massage,not get too sick,breastfeed,nap,try and find passports and read
Goodnight Moon, every night to Gigi. So that is my excuse for not posting images today..oh yeah ,it's also been pissing down rain.

Special art picks

My husband has a journal where he draws all the dead animals
our cats bring too us during the night. I think it's pretty swell.
When he fills it up I asked that he give it to me as a birthday gift.
I love the art he does. Unfortunetly, for work he has to draw all day.
So when he gets home he doesn't really want to do his own work. But when he does I really like it and I try to encourage him to do it.What other wife out there encourage's their husband that drawing German Hookers from the 20's is a good idea...

Lil' art day 4

I was trying to figure out what I should post next.
Thinking about ceratin pieces and what they meant to me
how I some how acquired them.
Realizing that a few things that really stick out where the small things that are more just part of a collection of collections.I've had them for so long and every time I fear I have lost them I get upset,tear the house apart to find them.Then breathe a sigh or relief when I remember that I have placed them in a secret hiding spot so as not to lose them.
I used to have this obsession of going to flea markets or yard sales and finding other peoples photo albums and slides. I would in my mind try to convince myself that these people did not willingly give these memories up.They were somehow forced by gunpoint to throw away their photos of them and grandpa swimming.That maybe they died and the landlord of the house just threw out the albums without notifying some sort of next of kin.That somewhere in the world,someone was looking for their family history and these photos held the mystery they needed so badly.
I once tried tracking down relatives from a photo album that was so beautifully made.All the names where written inside dates, address's. I couldnt believe that out there some one wasnt missing this. I had no luck and now I keep the album like it's my own family.
A few years backI was soem yard sale when i stumbled across an old hankerchief box,I liked the picture ontop and for 5 cents it was a steal. Inside I discovered a hand made travel diary. As I tried reading teh writting , I made out bits and bobs about how this lady had traveled across america on her first trip here. Her holiday was to go and take pictures of someof her favorite writer's houses.Places they wrote books, vacationed, maybe were born there..who knew.But the photos inside where beautiful balck and white photos of history and i fell in love with the little book, it's brown torn paper, it's barley legible handwritting and these amazing small b/w photos of a time i would rather be living in most days.

I think this is one of my favorite pieces in my "collection of collections"
is it art? I truly believe it is.You'll have to click the photos to really see the images

I am so attracted to this look

When Did the Beatie Boys grow old? You know what that means,it means I'm getting
old(er)