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Month: January, 2009

hula mints

27 January, 2009 (09:37) | journaling, Recycling | No comments

Someone gave me this cute little tin; it’s a little bigger than a matchbox. I found it’s the perfect size to hold small magazine clippings of graphics, photos or words that I can use as journal prompts. It fits nicely in the top drawer of my bedside table alongside a glue stick and a bunch […]

ruthless cropping

26 January, 2009 (10:17) | collage | No comments

I don’t know why I make things complicated. This project, which has been lying on my bedroom floor for about two months is a good example. I started out with a piece of kraft envelope that I’d experimented on with pen and paint, and found a headline and an eyeless model whose peepers had been […]

standing at the crossroads, sun is sinking down

24 January, 2009 (14:05) | Texas Towns, collin county, photoshop | No comments

I’ve been just sick enough this week so I don’t do much more than consume tea and orange juice and stay glued to my soft chair, knees covered with a blanket. I read, or surf the internet, or cut up magazines. Every now and then I’ll get up and tidy the room a little bit, […]

thought collage

23 January, 2009 (19:04) | altered art - assemblage, junk, found objects | 1 comment

I’ve been suffering with a cold and a considerable case of the blahs. My head hurts. I’m coughing. I think a lot about how I’m not making any progress on my art projects.
There was some beautiful light coming through the front window, so I assembled a few of my odd pieces of junk and […]

abandoned ranch

14 January, 2009 (10:30) | history, collin county, architecture, Texas | No comments

Lately when the weather’s nice on my day off I’ve taken to exploring Collin County again. I know it’s a frivolous waste of gas, but it’s cheaper than going to the movies or eating out. It’s one of my luxuries in life. This was one of the signs at an old ranch outside Melissa, about […]

thinking of jimi hendrix or why do i listen to the weatherman?

13 January, 2009 (09:15) | Enemies of the State, Seasons, collage | 2 comments

I threw the newspaper down in disgust. The thermometer outside my kitchen window openly displayed his betrayal. I trusted that cleancut crewcut boy from New Jersey. He whispered softly to my eager ears, “sunny. clear. no chance of rain.”
It’s sunny. It’s clear. No chance of rain. And it’s friggin’ twenty degrees outside. My fingers […]

perigee moon

11 January, 2009 (10:53) | writing, Seasons, poetry | No comments

The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees,
The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas,

The road was a ribbon of moonlight over the purple moor,
And the highwayman came riding–riding–riding–up to the old inn-door.
Yesterday the cold came riding in like the highwayman….
It had been warm earlier in the week, almost summer, […]

new moleskine

10 January, 2009 (13:32) | moleskine, writing, Seasons, journaling | No comments

happy new year!
I guess I’ve joined the moleskinerie legion. This is my first moleskine, and I’m in love with it. I have been practicing sketching, doing a little journaling, keeping notes, and doing mini collage in it. I hope it can take a lot of abuse!
I decided I’ve done enough worrying about my house. The […]