friends..
turns out whatever i had came out of my butt for only one day!!
there was something wicked in there though causing grade A inferno level cramps.
but let me tell you something about something..
this shit right here...
made me feel like a new person.
it is loaded with potassium and i swear to god when you shit your insides out you need to replace things proper like.
this will do it.
keep it on hand people.
for serious.
happy days.
sharts,
my weekend consisted of bead necklaces (drunk)..
little girls and horses (ideal)...
and chipmunk heads (NOT ideal)...
so peaceful...
so serene...
la la la la la laaaa....so ideal....
and there it was...
i mean never mind that there is just a head, maybe a spleen and i think a paw...
i can't be shocked really...
there are 7 cats on the premises.
sorry internet friends.
we share everything around here.
(be thankful i didn't show you the picture where i used the flash)
happy monday aka satan's favorite day.
what else are you gonna do on cinco de mayo super moon day?
nevermind that it's like some strange beacon necktie arrow highlighting your cooter.
but it's a strange RED beacon necktie arrow highlighting your cooter.
perfect for those days where you just feel like a tampon is optional.
way to go anthropologie.
you better redeem yourself!!
oh wait...
you did.
period days bathing suit here.
cutest black ruffly swimmy suit here.
carry on saturday...carry on.
i enjoy this painterly painter headquarters.
i wish i had my own painter headquarters.
instead of a 3 x 5 area of my dining room that i have to put together and break down every day just in time for dinner.
it works, but it's not ideal.
it's sooo not ideal.
i look at other painters who have big, beautiful, light-filled spaces and i burn with a jealous rage.
to have a floor to drip on without worry.
to have a surface to paint on that's not my 100 year old dining room table covered in layers of towels.
to be able to splatter paint all over expensive furniture and give no fucks about it.
but mostly..
i just want a space bigger than my face to paint in that i don't have to clean up and put away.
also i want to paint all that pottery up there and sell it to you.
don't get me wrong...
there are far worse things in life to be disgruntled over.
like a certain contest that i am losing by 300 votes.
so...i will continue to paint in my shoebox until i can afford to move into a shed somewhere.
with windows.
and no spiders.
and no best design blogging mom of all time title.
i painted this for you in my shoebox..
24 x 36 "bundles"
acrylic and oil stick on canvas.
warm pinks, ochre, rust, cobalt, violet, lavender, yellow..
!!SOLD!!
have a glorious weekend butterbutts.
keep voting.
or don't.
i love you all regardless.
painter lady: isabelle tuchband
images: the selby