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tattered jeans
and dirty fingernails...
happy birthday, danny!
this is how you spend an evening
when your four-year-old brings
lice
home from school with her.

sometimes the light without
contrasts starkly with
the light within.
self-portrait challenge.
the air
is stifling.
i am so white
i almost seem to
glow.
happy birthday, my derek.
the note says:
"sorry for hanging up on you,
but i had to go throw up.
i think my day is better spent hovering near
my own toilet.
thanks."
"sauce"
is pronounced "ji'ang".
congratulations to this month's featured blogger over at the etsy bloggers street team, joey&aleethea! not only is she the fearless team leader, she is also celebrating her second anniversary on etsy..check out some of her newest listings:
the space monster blanket
and the penelope-the-monster onesie.
also be sure to check out her blog and the rest of her shop!
my ankle always looks so
FAT
after i have had this worked on.(thank you, effie, for being so lovely!!!)

i was listening
to aerosmith's
"pink"
as i was painting this one.
something about deadlines never fails to incite
full-blown
panic attacks...
(one of my illustrations for a project coming out next month..i'll keep you posted.)
i can pretend to love you.
i keep staring out these windows
as if escape
were possible.
selfportraitchallenge.
a dialog between my four-year-old and i on the way to preschool:
zoe: why did the chicken cross the road with a pizza and pepperoni?
me: ummm..i don't know. why?
zoe: to get sausage. GET IT??? SAUSAGE!! HAHAHAHA
me: that's pretty funny, zo. did you make that up all by yourself?
zoe: yep. hey, mom?
me: yeeessss..?
zoe: why did the chicken cross the playground?
me: *groan* i don't know, hon.
zoe: to get to the other slide. GET IT??? SLIDE!! HAHAHAHAHAHAH
me: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH
perpetually
split.
my job
is so unappealing
that
sometimes i sit at my desk and cry
when no one is looking.

the contrast in our skin tones
amazes me.
http://selfportraitchallenge.net