I was going to post the etsy link for this lovely ballerina... but it sold about 20 minutes after she was listed... still wanted to post something tho... so here's her pic...
Friday, November 22, 2013
Saw a coyote today... didn't get a pic tho... he was hanging around the dumpster of the church, in the parking lot behind the house.
We've had some bad weather today, wet and cold days, and I guess tje coyotes are looking for an easy meal... but you don't see them often, they're very wary. so I very quietly watched. They're fascinating to see.
Then, as he began moving away across the parking lot, another coyote came out and joined him. Except... this one was white.
I've only vaguely heard of white coyotes before. They're rare. The native Americans referred to them as Spirit Coyote.
I was awestruck.
I slowly reached towards my pocket for the phone, and the camera, but the slightest movement on my part immediately drew their attention, and they disappeared.
Wednesday, November 20, 2013
Thursday, November 14, 2013
Monday, November 11, 2013
Wednesday, November 06, 2013
Ok... I'm going to start out by plain flat out admitting that I have no real love for moles.
They are pesky creatures who dig all over the yard and leave mounds of dirt in the lawn.
I don't hate the things, and I suppose they serve some sort of purpose in the great scheme of the universe, but overall I'm generally pretty indifferent to the trials and tribulations of their existence, and I would generally prefer not having them around.
Of course, my general indifference is probably hinges on the fact that I've never really been confronted with one. It is, after all, difficult to empathise with something when you have no idea what it even looks like. And I'm OK with that.
And I would have been perfectly happy in my bubble of indifference for quite some time, if this danged dog hadn't
stuck a pin in it.
This morning, I opened the front door and almost stepped on the carcass of someone's hunting expedition.
"Shadow! Why the hell did you leave this dead... this dead... uh... this... what the hell is that?"
Well, as you've probably guessed, it was a mole. Don't panic, I'm not gonna post any pictures. I'm going to confine myself to a description. If you can imagine a snub nosed rat, with no tail and extremely short hair, who squints. You've pretty much got it.
Not the best description I know, but I'm still not posting a picture.
Not that I haven't had the opportunity to take a snap shot. You see, Shadow, the cocker spaniel in question, had discovered he possesses a new skill, and is exercising his talents with a diligence that is almost admirable. I can't blame him... it's not like he has any other skills, I mean he's not neglecting his needlework or anything.
So far I have been presented with four of these deceased critters. Before noon. I'm almost afraid to go out and fetch the mail.
Tuesday, November 05, 2013
So... it's probably been well established that i work in a flea market.
Its probably also been established that I'm a not of a scrounge. I'm not exactly a dumpster diver, but if i find out you're throwing something away, i might want it...
Anyway, the last round of storms that went through left a pile of sheets, curtains, etc damp in one of the dealers booths. I cornered them they were walking to the dumpster, and aquired them.
After washing the mildew smell out, I ripped them into strips, and crocheted them into bags.
And the flea market Ladies went bats. Of five bags, this is the only one left, and only because wasn't finished.
And tje ladies have all promised me more sheets and stuff...
So, here's the question... If I put these on Etsy, is $20 too much to charge? They're very convenient. If they stretch or get dirty, you just throw them in the washer.
They work as shopping totes. They're upcycled. All the green buzzwords...
What you think?
Monday, November 04, 2013
It also reminds me of one of my art teachers. Whenever someone said something to Miss Jo along the lines of "Oh, I can't even draw a straight line!" she would give them a long look and say... "No one can really, that's why they make rulers."
Which doesn't really apply... but I always liked that story, so there we are.
Anyway... on to the journal entry. With one explanation... most of my writing doesn't involve quite this much drama. The thing is that I don't really like this sort of thing. Honestly, when I have to write my resume, you'd be well advised to get out of the house. Taking a vacation to the next state would be a good idea. I'm not kidding.
I'm taking a break from setting up the Etsy store.
The thing that has me stumped is the Describe Yourself box. I'm supposed to tell the entire world who I am.
Well, if I'm excruciatingly honest about it, I guess I could just say "I am an arrogant, opinionated, know it all bastard" and leave it at that... but I don't think that'll work.
I could give a sob story, basically saying that buying from me would be seriously helping out a person who is down on their luck and desperately needs the cash and appealing to their pity... but I've done enough sales to know that 1) guilt trips aren't really a good sales tactic, and 2) when you do that you're defining yourself as basically a failure, you can't really blame the planet for thinking you're basically a failure, so I should probably describe myself as a great success story and basically lie.
OK... I'm kidding. What I need is one of those annoying feel-good blurbs.
How about something along the lines of "I am a flea market dealer who has been dealing in antiques and collectables for the past 10 years. Recently I have been applying my art school training to constructing small, primitive dolls, and other folk art projects."
Well, that's just bloody boring and just like every other idiots moronic blurb and I don't think it qualifies as a feel good blurb because lets face it - it doesn't make anyone feel good or feel much of anything so that just sucks.
Dammit, I'm a writer, I can do this or I call myself a writer. why can't I just stick to bad fiction. I can do that. I'm damn good at bad fiction. I'm shit at this self serving moronic shit.
OK... you start by putting a bunch of info that might be applicable and throwing it on the page, then you rewrite and edit. Let's start by adding to that boring blurb up there...
How about... "I am a flea market dealer who has been dealing in antiques and collectables for the past 10 years. Recently I have been applying my art school training to constructing small, primitive dolls, and other folk art projects. My hobbies include Gardening, antiques (DUH) getting drunk with my friends, watching bad horror movies and sleeping---
Shit, seriously Claude... OK,
Hobbies. Gardening. wood carving. sewing, crocheting, making crap from nothing... uh...collecting skulls, damn I'm boring...
OK... the bobs are what snotty art people call mixed media constructions... they're a combo of wood-carving, sewing, whateverthehell you call wrapping fabric around wire... I'm not a doll maker, primarily because I'm not that big on dolls... It's really kind of amazing that I make them to begin with...
FUCK the damn cat just vomited on the damn floor...
Ok... dealt with--- FOCUS
How about this...
I am a mixed media artist who utilizes woodworking, (wood carving? Whittling? UHHHH)
with textile arts to produce primitive (Folk Art?) pieces. (objects? voodoo dolls? Whateverthefuck you wanna call them?) and that doesn't work because I'll be selling other stuff too...
stuff to sell
crap I make
crap I bought to make crap but never did
crap other people make
crap that I found that I thought was cool but don't anymore
crap I think other people will think is cool...
face it, I'm selling crap.
I am a mixed media artist, currently working in mixed media/folk art constructions, often utilizing found objects. I am also the owner of Cactus Cowboy Enterprises, which is a business dealing in antiques, collectables, primitives and vintage objects, which I will be listing to spark your creativity, as I believe the creative urge is the most valuable and underutilized human resource available.
OK... don't know where the creativity thing came from... but that's actually not bad.
Needs tweeked, but I'm getting closer.
Somewhere closer at least.
I need coffee.
And that's where the journal entry ends... anyway.., there's my fascinating thought process at work. Hope I didn't put anybody to sleep at their screens...
And now that I've got that out of my system... does anybody out there know of, or have any experience with, a good Android app for Etsy? There are several apps out there, and they all have reviews, but I can't make heads nor tails of them. Most of the apps seem to be searching Etsy, and all of them have a lot of whining reviews for listing and selling on the go. Thought I'd ask to see if there was any experience...
have a good day...