Happy Halloween!

 

Here I am as Frida Kahlo. I finally finished my felted flower crown, and my eyebrows, and my earrings, and here is the ensemble. Happy Halloween. I feel like a peacock.

Day of the Dead Swap.

I participated in an amazing swap this month for Dia de los Muertos.  The wonderful Ines initiated and hosted, and each piece that came in took my breath away. Gorgeousness. I photographed them together this morning, but as it is Halloween and we are having a block party/fire pit for Samhain, I don't have time to do everything individually. Sadly, I somehow lost all the photos on my camera of our pumpkin carving, and this morning we woke to find our two largest pumpkins smashed in front of our house, and our cars sprayed with shaving cream. YAY, Mischief Night. That was rather mischievous. I thought Beezus would cry, but she said, "They got your pumpkin and Daddy's pumpkin, Mommy, but my pumpkin, Thor's, Lucy's and Jack's are safe. They didn't hurt the kids."

10.30.10

I already posted the polymer clay hands I constructed for my Frida Kahlo costume for Halloween. I actually went to Joann's today looking for some jewelry making stuff. And eh, voila. I have some cool hand earrings to match the necklace I purchased on Etsy. I kind of stupidly did not bring the necklace with me to the store, but somehow Mr. Magoo-ed the exact match. (Yay, me.)

My daughter and I have a few children's books about Frida. We love her. Beezus thinks she looks like me, except for the eyebrows. And she also is a painter. She asked me if I laid in my bed to paint when I was sick and sad, and I had to tell her no, but I would in the future. And we decided that is who I am going to be. Picasso made Frida some hand earrings.

I made me some as well. It wasn't nearly as hard as I imagined. And I actually really love using polymer clay. I am seeing sushi earrings in my future. Huzzah.

10.28.10

Hand Earrings.
Polymer Clay.

(For my Frida costume for Halloween. I am making a felt flower headband tonight to complete the ensemble. I actually cannot believe I haven't been Frida before for Halloween. I feel like a bad artsy Latina.)













Frida Muerto.
Pin.
Polymer Clay.

10.25.10

Custom Mizuko Jizo.
6" x 9"
Watercolor.














I was in a pie baking contest on Saturday, so I spent an inordinate amount of time on baking. Then we made a full Thanksgiving type dinner on Saturday just because we were feeling cozy. I also have been developing the lost spread for the Sketchbook project. Then I have to clean them up and final photograph them and then mail it off. WOAH.

10.22.10

The Last Sketchbook Project Spread:

I am sorry I forgot you.
(also the theme.)

10.21.10

I had a really scary night last night. After dinner, my one eye went all strange and distorted. My vision twisted, and I had a massive headache on the other side of my head. It was pulsating and I was afraid. I held my babies and told them I loved them, because I am apparently THAT dramatic. I was convinced I was having some kind of stroke-like situation. My nurse husband calmed me as best he could, took my vitals, and checked me for all the symptoms of stroke/aneurysm. When we determined that I was not having a stroke, after the eye thing cleared up, and was replaced by a massive, debilitating headache, I went to bed. I was in bed by 6:30p with all the lights out listening to meditation CDs, since I could do nothing else. I did paint, sadly. I mean, my painting was very sad. Not that it was sad that I got to paint before the crazy migraine thing. I did the next spread, which was envisioned as a four elements and a radioactive symbols to the words, "Your half life was your full life. And you never seem to break down in me." To go along the theme of the periodic table of elements. Yeah, the painting sucks, and I am blaming my massive pre-migraine addled brain for its horridness. I am going to gesso the whole damn thing and start over. I have no idea what I am doing. If you have any superduper ideas of how you illustrate "Your half life is your full life, and you never seem to breakdown in me," please feel free to leave a detailed comment (I am actually on my knees begging the internetz for inspiration on that one).

So, I skipped to showing you that one. The spread I worked on today was mostly blank, except for the words, "I did it again. I made your death about me." I had no idea how to illustrate that. So, I decided to really make it about me. Lots of different markers of the word "Me" and variations on uses of the word "me". This was a fun one, and a hard illustration. Me in a hospital gown staring at my stillborn daughter. Hopefully, the juxtaposition works.

Sketchbook Project X:

I did it again. I made your death about me.