Hi, Peeps. It’s a new year full of new challenges. I found out today that I won a spot in Effy Wild’s Book of Days Course. There’s still time to sign up here if you are interested. The Book of Days Boot Camp is free to anyone to view prior to deciding or signing up for the Book of Days course. Since this is my first year to participate, I’m not sure what to expect. Along with that, I have my fauxbonichi. I am hoping to become more consistent in working in it instead of scrambling to complete 2 weeks of days in one sitting. I owe the girls in the fauxbonichi facebook group a few weekly videos showing my progress (sorry, Ladies, but I’m obviously behind). I love the freedom, creativity and simplicity of the book, so I will definitely continue with it in 2015. I also need to begin the 40 Days of Doodling course that I signed up for (and I desperately need to improve my doodling skills to make my fauxbo better).
I am also doing the Documented Life Project, which will provide me with something to do weekly. I’ve decided to use a composition notebook for my book for participating because just like the Books of Days, this will be my first time and I don’t know what to expect.This is another one I’m excited to do. I’m sure there’s probably something else creative I signed up for, but I can’t remember at the moment. I know that I have a couple of projects that I have to finish (a couple of Kathy Orta’s projects that I want to gift to others). So I need to get my butt in gear on those.
What creative projects do you have on your plate or lingering on your horizon?
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This week I have been fascinated. I think the title to the post gave it away. I have been fascinated by butts. Not in a sexy way. Ohhhhh no. In a OMG, Becky, look at her butt, kinda way. This week I have seen more women with junk in the trunk, a badonkadonk, a bubble…..well, I think you get the idea. I would say these women all looked to be over the age of 50. These women had butts that were definitely disproportionate to their body types (not too skinny, not to fat). Their derriere was definitely their most noticeable feature, which is not a bad thing by any means, but for them to be wearing tights, well, that just drew all the attention in the world there. I’m guessing they are comfortable with their bodies and confident enough to wear tights enhancing their endowments. Me, on the other hand, if I had what they had, I would be shying it away beneath flowing layers of clothing. Self-consciousness would get the best of me. I guess it’s the mentality of “if you’ve got it, flaunt it,” but how much is too much? Is there any part of your body that you flaunt? Any part that you wish others wouldn’t flaunt? Let me know in the comments.
Hubster: Mo, do you remember the original?
Hubster: I remember them telling us we’re watching a movie in class & they put in Cosmos.
Me: it was hosted by Carl Sagan, Mo.
Mo: oh the guy from full house?
Kiddo: not bob saget.
Mo: oh no that’s not who I meant.
Laughter from everyone.
So I showed Hubster the waistband in the front of my underpants, and wouldn’t you know it was clearly meant to be in the rear.
Me: I was wondering why when I was sitting on the floor with the kids, my underpants were riding low in the back.
H: so you mean you’ve had them on backwards all day
H: and don’t you think you should correct that?
Me: we’ll that would require me to take off my shoes
H: do we need to get you Velcro shoes?
Just finished another piece that will be adorning the tiny head of a Red Raider when he arrives.
Oh my goodness. I have been reading Splintered by A.G. Howard. It kind of a retelling or a revisit of Alice in Wonderland. We meet Alyssa Gardner, who is a descendant of Alice Liddell. Her mother is in a mental institution for hearing and talking to bugs and flowers. We soon learn that Alyssa shares this ability, and thinks of herself as also going insane, but this is not insanity. It is a curse.
To break the curse, Alyssa must travel back to Wonderland to right the wrongs of her ancestor, Alice. She takes on this task with her friend/protector/love interest, Jeb, in tow. Guided by caterpillar turned moth turned humanoid, Morpheus, and supported by Jeb, Alice must find her way through Wonderland and back home. While in Wonderland, they meet the expected Wonderland characters, but they are anything but expected. Their appearances are gruesome, and nothing like the soft, friendly characters described in Lewis Carroll’s story.
This book was very interesting in that it plays off a familiar story. Even if you have never read the Alice in Wonderland books by Lewis Carroll, you had to have been touched by it in some manner, whether it be through verbal storytellings or popular movies. This book takes what you’ve learned and came to love and turns it all on it’s head.
The descriptions are surreal. Resemblances to our familiar Wonderland characters ties the stories together, and one can only read on to see how things evolve. There are twist and turns at every point in the book. Throughout the story, I found myself rooting for Alyssa and her relationship with Jeb, but then the happenings made me question the truth in his feelings. The reader is often torn, as Alyssa is, on who to believe….her protector or her guide. So many times in the story I’ve wanted to yell at the characters, knowing they couldn’t hear me. The author, Anita, draws readers in with every task and tale. I recommend this book for any reader who likes re-interpretations of other books, and who enjoys stores with a dark, fantastical and paranormal feel. I now anxiously await the release of the sequel, Unhinged, in January 2014.
OK. So last night I was up until like 2am, and then up again at 4:30 because the pupster had to go to the potty. Why was I up until 2, you ask? Because I allowed myself to be entangled in the intricate web woven by Cassandra Clare! I just had to finish the 5th book in the Mortal Instruments series to know what happened! And now I want someone out there to build me a time machine to go forward in time to get the final book in the series. The stories of all the characters could go soooooo many ways – lovers, fighters, enemies, friends, frenemies.
I love how she starts out the series with a small group, but branches out to more characters you progress through the books. The new characters all have some tie to the original characters, and the central story still revolves around the main characters with the spin off stories happening at just the right moments, not allowing you to becoming completely absorbed in the happenings of Jace and Clary. Unexpected twists are around every corner, sending you on an emotional roller coaster, wanting to scream at the characters if not in warning, then in anger or surprise at their actions. I really, really, really wanna know what happens now. I will be very interested to see how Cassandra wraps it all up in the final book.
In the meantime, I’m going to have a gander at The Infernal Devices series also by Clare, which I have heard is a throwback to The Mortal Instruments. The characters in The Infernal Devices are supposed to be the ancestors of the characters in The Mortal Instruments.
So there’s this poster of the Humpty Dumpty nursery rhyme on the wall. Kiddo looks at it.
Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall. Humpty Dumpty had a great fall. All the king’s horses and all the king’s men couldn’t put Humpty together again.
Kiddo: Mom you know what comes after this part?
Me: no, what?
Kiddo: they all had a great breakfast.
Oh my goodness. Life took over and I got behind in posting our 29 faces. I’ll have to dig out my small journal and get the ones I put in there, and find where Kiddo put all of hers. In the meantime, I have a few more.
I know this one is from last month, but it is the first face I put in my art journal, and I am proud of it.
I like the blue hair on this one. Do you think I secretly want blue hair? Not if it means I’m old. LOL. I was trying to make the heart look cracked, but it didn’t come out the way I envisioned in my head. Some things just don’t.
With this last one, I decided to try a Teesha Moore-ish collage style. I had fun with this one and got all gluey. Sorry for the glare.