Yard Sales

We had a yard sale today. The point of yard sales are to get rid of all the junk in your closest you don’t want anymore. We all know this. But when someone strolls through your tables of junk, picks something up, then puts it back down again, the first thing you think is, “what is wrong with you people?! How can you not want all this great stuff?!” and the next thing you know you’re running after them with a lopsided, handmade mug screaming, “BUT IT’S ONE OF A KIND!!!!”

At any rate, I sold two sculptures I pulled out on a whim ($5 a piece. That’s right. Look out, Jackson Pollock.), our house is much less cluttered and my body has recovered from the heatstroke I practically suffered in the sweltering California heat.

Speaking of heat, that stuffed duck didn’t quite make it:

Post Apocalyptic Floating Cities of Doom

I’m in a painting mood. I’m in such a painting mood that I’ve decided to blog instead of paint. Remember my Jane Austeny, Regency Period background? Well, it’s suffering from the “over-planning” bug and is recovering in the back of my mind. In the meantime, something else has taken it’s place. THE FUTURE.

Here’s the work in progress. The color of the picture isn’t very good. In a sleep-deprived stupor one day, I flung my camera cable across the room and bent the little metal thing. I haven’t gotten around to buying a new one so in the meantime: phone camera…

It actually looks much better from far away. (And in more accurate color.)

Also, upside down.

I don’t really post my thumbnails very often, so here’s some of the background work I did for this painting. It’s embarrassing. Sort of like showing someone your messy closet.

I like to express my emotions while I sketch.

Things to do/finish:

• Clouds
• Giant dirt clod
• Cities on the dirt clods
• Define light source more clearly
• Scrap the whole thing and paint it again because I was cheap and started it on $0.50 black poster board.