so Thursday i made attempts at fighting off my “potential-Hoarder” disease. if you followed my recent post Collector’s Anonymous, you know that i am something of a, errrr, hobbyist. i like to collect toys, books, and stupid things that you find in a large landfill. i have label stickers that i rescued from the trash bin and re-use for projects, empty cardboard boxes that used to hold rolls of tape that i will decorate and use to present homemade jewelry in, and a plethora of odds and ends that haven’t yet told me what they want to be when they grow up.
but Thursday i went to work: emptying boxes, tossing old notes, recycling long-forgotten-unused-VHS tapes, and working up a huge sweat. i was at it all day, scolding myself for holding on to things for so dreadfully long, and laughing at myself for thinking that some things would be useful, when they are so obviously broken dollar store rejects. i also praised myself for the excellent odd book collection i’m developing; we have tons of classics and interpretations on classics, as well as art books, film and TV books, and architecture goodies. worth keeping for sure.
by the end of the day i was fairly pooped. so on Friday i gave myself the day and evening to fart around at nothing. which led to the following fun, and therefore this blog.
my nieces showed me a website about a trillion years ago, when they were just little things with no boobies. it’s been in my favorites bar now for years after we played there, http://www.dressupgames.com/
i had no idea this site could actually take snapshots of me and my sister Bodhi (Tobie) but check these out!
this is EXACTLY what my sister Tobie looks like. well, her hair is a little more red and blonde…
and this is a pretty damn good likeness of me,
except that i’m juicier in the mid section and -umm-
yay for lazy computer days and dress up games!!!
so Friday was my birthday, and i had an AMAZING weekend. for years now i’ve been itching to do some artwork with an eclectic assortment of articles. and i don’t know exactly what i’ll be doing, but i’m formulating some ideas. so this weekend i hit the garage sale circuit in search of treasures. i won’t have time today to put up pictures of all my goodies, but i’ll add on bit by bit, like a terribly unexciting anticlimactic play you’ll be half heartedly interested in. but hey, it makes MY heart palpitate! 😉
that whole saying “one man’s trash is another man’s treasure” is somewhat trite, but nonetheless completely true. i went to a thrift store, an antique boutique, a flea market and a whole passel of garage sales, and found tons of goodies! retro chairs, art supplies, knick knacks and even a killer pair of brand new Ed Hardy shoes for $3.99!!!! SAWEEET!!
lots of pics to come, but as i’m on my way to work i’ll put up my dearest treasure first. i was looking at an advertisement i got in the mail and saw this kooky thing for sale at a drugstore, of all places. it was only like 15.00 USD, and i really thought it was cool, but it wasn’t like i super needed it or anything. so i kept it on the back burner of my mind – on low/simmer so i wouldn’t fry anything in there, cause i need all the brain cells i can get – and thought i’d hope for the best. lo and behold!! someone had one of these things at their garage sale, and sold it off to me for AN EVEN BUCK! what??!! i’m sooooo excited!
it’s a Galilean Thermometer, very alchemy-ish, and i absoluetly love it! (reading it is a little different, but hey, when i’m hot i’m hot and i don’t need gadgets to tell me i’m hot. they just look cool lying around!)
these are my two favorite colors! or maybe, two of my favorite colors. OR BOTH!! 😀
loving it … this is uber cool. i don’t know how anyone has the patience or the filangial dexterity for this. i’m pretty sure i would burst a vital organ if i tried this.
i mean, this whole configuration here of all the nicely even bricks lying out in the open, it’s very appealing to me aesthetically. but if i were an ant, look at all those places i could get into an accident! i’m going along, minding my own business, carrying home my bagel sanwich i stole from the picnic, and out of the blue this jerk carrying a pickle sliver comes out of nowhere and cuts me off! now i have to decide if i want to drop my bagel sandwich and chase him down with my road rage, or just take it on the chin like a good little soldier, all passive like, and head home to feed the little ones. or the queen bee. whoever.
anyway, just wondered…
it’s like this … i have all these ideas, and projects, and books to write…rooms to clean…stuff and more stuff. and i get this wave of inspiration, or this brilliant flow of creativity. and i’m motivated, not sleeping because the ideas won’t let me, and the hunger to create keeps me up all night, kooky on caffeine, or wakes me up early so that i am groggy and can hardly make it down the stairs without breaking a leg or squishing a cat. and then it happens. i get to the computer and it all leaks out of my brain. all that good creativity, oozing out of my ears. all that brilliance, spreading over my cushion as my head collapses onto the couch and my eyes force themselves shut. it’s like this:
although, the journey may be the best part of the whole damn mess of life; climbing this creative ladder may be more of what i need than a final product.
hmmm…not very Zen today, am i? maybe i just need more coffee…