New weird shit.

Today, I’m working on mounting and framing a few pieces and fantasizing about taking art seriously for once in my 40+ years of life.

#watercolor #watercolorpainting #painting #painting #artist #pnwartist #contemporaryart

Someday, I want to audition for something using Keefe’s monolugue from Righteous Gemstones Season 4, Episode 3.

Actually managed to write a story today. Flash piece, around 560 words, and weird as can be.

Please, clap.

Little weirdos who enjoyed Harriet the Spy in grade school went on to enjoy Ghost World in high school. I will not elaborate.

Why does it feel like, if I don’t get to go see The Monkey this weekend, a horrible curse (greater than anything we could ever imagine) shall befall this land?

Friendly reminder that you can be conventionally slim/petite and still look best in curvy fit clothing. I prefer curvy at a mid-size 10 and still do at a 4. My best jeans are curvy cut, but they are hard to come by.

That’s it for today’s installment of “Jezebel’s fashion musings no one cares about”

Three of the treasures I picked up at the Kitsap Antique Show today: Hummel clock, a pretty floral scarf, and a deranged ceramic bunny (symbolic power animal).

Nothing takes me down a peg or two quite like seeing the pics my husband took of me when I foolishly felt cute.

I’ve thought about painting again multiple times this past week, but haven’t actually done it yet.

It’s going to happen soon, though. I can feel it.

Sometimes, things come back to you.

Sometimes. They do.

Hey. Next time I tell you I need a blue dress, remind me of this moment when, in counting, I already had 13 in my fucking closet.

This clown pornography from the 90’s did not age well.