• artsy fartsy,  Bug,  Shop Talk

    New Cards in my Shop

    New Mystery Cards

    Amazingly, the heat wave disappeared yesterday! Here I thought summer was already upon us but it was just a little tickle of what is yet to come. The fog rolled in and yowzers was it welcome! I love fog some days. Especially on days that I feel like staying inside and making things.

    the mess

    Yesterday Bug and I made some more funky pants cards for my shop. I don’t even really care if they sell or not. It’s just fun to sit with my little helper and make stuff. I think since I’ve always recycled her art since day one, Bug thinks it’s normal.

    my helper

    As fast as I could cut up her masterpieces, she created more—even adding more color here and there to humor me. I hope we are partners making art for a long long long time.

    new mystery cards in my shop

    I added a little twist to this latest batch of cards. They are called Mystery Cards. Sort of like the Chef’s Surprise where you just never know what you’re going to get, except I promise I won’t hash yesterday’s stale meatloaf into with the mix.

    tied up with string

    Actually, these cards are kind of fun. On a whim I decided to add a line here and there from whatever song was playing in the background on itunes. I thought it would be a fun prompt for those creative writerly types that might need a little spark to help them send a note.

    new mystery cards

    It would work for me.

  • painting,  Paris,  Shop Talk

    Paris in the Springtime…plate!

    perhaps a little too staged

    My SAJ Paris in the Springtime plate is in my shop now. I had a little fun staging it. Maybe too much fun. But hey, I always wanted to have my own shop and this virtual shop is nearly rent-free so I might as well have as much fun as I can! Would you like a little plate to keep on top of your dresser for your pennies and keys and sweet nothings?

    oval SAJ goes to Paris plate

    Perhaps you’re more in the mood for some cookies!

    You can daydream about a bike ride along the Seine and perhaps a picnic on a low stone wall. Paris was really like that, you know. I remember taking the clichéd tour boat ride down the Seine and being amazed at how many city folks sat on the walls along the Seine drinking wine out in the open, next to their open picnic baskets from which they pulled out hunks of cheese and bread and tubs of pasta salads from a nearby deli. It was right out of a storybook.

    And so it will be forever in my mind.

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    UPDATE: plate is sold. Thank you Binary Girl!