Do You Really Know Who You Are Voting For?

O.K., I'm not really much of a person for politics, but we ran across this the other day and felt it was worthy of posting. I'll let you view it and decide what you think. Oh, and yes, as I stumble upon worthy info. about the other candidates I will post that as well. You won't find me playing favorites, as I think I'm voting for my cat this year. :o)


Don't Be A Sheep. Know Who You Are Voting For!

To Clarify Treated Well (The Rock and Ear Piece)

Hey guys! So just to help clarify the piece that seems to have you all perplexed, I'll explain the choice of the ear and the rock. Well, rocks tend to represent(for me at least) stability and strength both of which I feel are characteristics of said person. I chose an ordinary river rock because I also feel that this person is someone who is not really flashy, and pretty down to earth. The ear represents (to me) two things. One was how this person would listen. The other is how they would pretend to have the volume down on their hearing device and ignore certain people (so it's a bit of a humorous reminder for me). The entire piece is actually a puzzle of sorts as well (a noted favorite pastime of this person). There is no handle on the drawer, so one actually has to figure out how to open it to reveal what might be inside. Only by turning the ear can the drawer open to reveal the book (whose cover is cast of butterscotch) that contains a poem titled "Treated Well". The title "treated well" takes on a duel meaning, implying how I was treated by this person, and how I was often given treats by this person.

Whew, hope that helps.

Love you guys! ;o)

Best Class Ever!!!!

Hi everyone, just finished my summer school. It was absolutely the most insane thing that I think I have ever done (school-wise that is). So it was a printmaking / bookmaking course and we crammed 16 weeks of classes into 3 weeks. My days at school were 7 hours long, and I would come home and continue working until I couldn't stay awake, then get up the next day and start all over again. The class was 5 days a week, but we had to work 7 days a week to keep up with the homework. It reminded me alot of woking the Gem Show, except somehow I managed not to get deathly sick. Despite the intenseness, it turned out to be one of my favorite classes ever. My instructor (a grad student named Nate) was awesome and let me incorporate my crazy, untraditional bookmaking ideas into my projects. I ended up making a zillion prints (dry etchings and xerox transfers), and total of 3 dummy books (little traditionally bound blank books) and 3 artist books. I am posting images of two of them, but my third one was only about an inch by an inch big, so it did not photograph well. It's unfortunate, because it is really cool and inside it is a poem I wrote about being ant like, and feeling small and out of place in the world, while also trying to maintain individuality. It looks like a miniature hardbound book (has a white cloth cover), with a small ant (plastic, not real) ant attached to the front cover. I wrote all of the text in the drypoint method on plexi-glass, which means it was all scratched into the plexi by hand (it was super tiny writing I might add), and I had to write every thing in reverse. Crazy stuff! So, hopefully this fall I can replace my stupid camera that broke and get a photo of it up. I borrowed a camera to take the other photos, so here they are! Enjoy!

Oh, the quilt looking one is a book, it actually folds up into a book form, but hangs for display. The other one is actually cast from beeswax (which is not advisable on a warm day, as it attracts every bee in the neighborhood), and then bound like a book.