Hello again...

I know I've disappeared for a bit. Again. Have no fear, I've been plenty busy. Just returning from  Coachella, I'm wasting no time. Back to making. 

Tonight I'm drawing a skull garden on some zine pages. 

Happy making Monday!

Summer Dwindles

Yes i know, a horribly lit photo. But its only a sneak peek. Its the sketch of my newest quilt, "Flamingo Me" and going to be my very first quilt contest entry, therefore, i do not want to show it till it's ready. I spent three days working on the sketch, and right now it's   3ft x 3ft square. I'm sure i'll need to add a bit more as a boarder to have it meet the contest size criteria, but it looks absolutely fabulous. 

I also have a new studio resident, Beast. Caught in the outdoor studio of Roach, he was one of two i kept. The other, aptly named "Beauty" died on the second day.

Jon had a regular widow infestation going on, six plus Brown Widows, and two fat Black Widows. Plus more hiding along the edges of their front walkway planter. Fun times!

I had a little Zine day, which though i extended the invite to 'friends', only three were in attendance. No matter, i was determined to make a new zine, and that i did, actually one and a half. To be noted, Roach made his first zine, a "Praise Bob" tribute zine of course.

I chose to illustrate a lovely poem by Christina Rossetti in 1857 entitled "A Nightmare". **Warning** Mature content follows...view at your own risk.

And the other evening, i spent a lovely time taking photos of different vintage 'Horizon' books at the Grind. Here's a taste of the inspiration i gathered. How i'd love to live here. This is the castle of my mind.

off to work on something and focus on my goals.

-manda

Business of Business

I've been swept up in a lofty idea coming to fruition. It involved a pre-interview and then almost 8 hours of technical research, personal essay writing and resume building. Pheww. I thought i was going to loose it. Now i get to just wait for it. I'm not sure which level of anticipation is worse.
At least i have plenty of other activities to keep me busy.
I've lost total track of this week. But here's my nice 2nd block from the Summer Sampler Series quilt along. I'd better get jump started on the third!

On Flickr

And among all my sewing projects, i've completed two tailoring jobs this week, And....started an enormous curtain project that will be officially the largest patchwork i've created to date. I can't wait to make something even bigger. That gallery space is awesome.

on flickr

Oh! And since this is a running list of where i've been and what i've been doing, I wrote another little Zine  called 'Changing Energy - Plenty of Action But no Control' yesterday at the Blood Orange Info Shop, which is another amazingly awesome space. Like a tard, i spent three hours making the zine and playing with a baby instead of taking any sort of photos. But i'll put the zine up soon.

Alight. Back to work.

Busy Research

I devoted a chunk of time gathering images, stories, and definitions for the current book project.
Current title ideas include:

• Erotic Vulturism
• Me Myself & My Fantasies
• You Are What You Eat
• Taste Is Everything

I don't want to spill anymore thoughts on the matter as i'm deep in brainstorming and sorting of ideas into a coherent path. More on it as the project develops, though i want to keep it a mystery.
This is what my day looked like, and i managed to not see a single firework.

When the cup is full.

A lovely rainy Sunday afternoon. Silently snipping at fabrics, arrangements and attention to detail. That would be ideal. But I am headway against the storm. My day would be perfect without this head congestion. 
I continue forth, the Riverside Art Bazaar is happening here, at Back to the Grind, on the first day of Spring 2011.
Ready or not. I did it. 
Even after a night of cops and marital dispute from our shared wall neighbors. Complete horse shit, top volume about needing someone to hold her while she fell asleep. 
That is all anyone might want, really. Someone to hold them while they fall asleep.
Please, let the wild rumpus begin.