cat's out of the bag

time for a sneak peak of my new book cover!

i'm SO STOKED on this cover. it happened like magic on the scanner. basically i had nothing to do with it. tell me what you think.

i found this link via 'The Comicbook Reporter'. if you scroll to the very end, you'll find me. That's right.

i attempted 'edge of seventeen' last nite at karaoke. that was so bad. hardly anyone was there (fortunately) but i definitely disgraced myself several times over. i apologized to the folks who were there. what else did i wreck? i seemed to have blocked it out. that song is OUT OF HAND. the only person who can pull it off is stevie nicks herself. although elisa - body double duet - rescued it. i just stood there shaking my head.

today i went to a really nice toy store on roncesvalles 'scooter girl'. i was meeting a lady who ordered a custom black angora bunny. i picked out a few SCHLEICH animals for my collection. The Sea Of Tea got me into those. I got a polar bear, an ostrich and a tiny black bear who looks like Frances (manx cat gone). The polar bear is good value - only $6.49 for basically a small sculpture. But this might be a gift for a polar bear friend. I know. this is fascinating.

um i better get back to packing. again. not quite a master yet.
that entry just felt like a bad note i passed in class. SORRY! i might as well be karaoke-ing 'edge of seventeen'. o. wait lindsay lohan can do that song!

Apocalypse Now/Roses Rise Above

just uh..re-grouping/re-gathering for Part B of Marathon Life. Part Zee? i dont know. no. cos that'd b The End.

I really, really love the text i received from a pal whilst trying to sleep after Hell Day Of Work. whilst falling asleep: beepbeepprockersong cel phone goingoff. text reads:

'what do you think about The Pick-Up Artist?'

i look at txt and shake my head 'not' and go back to sleep.10 minutes later...wake up AGAIN to:

'from 1987, that is'

this is a penpal friend from 1994. the only communication we have these days is relating thru movies. last week he lied to me (via txt) that

Krzysztof Kieślowski

does indeed have a post Three Colours piece: "Puce". K.K. had to make it cos he was broke. sofia coppola has a bad acting job death scene in it. Lying. (btw of that trilogy "Red" is my favourite. I even had the soundtrack).

i informed him i'm still making my way thru 'i spit on your grave' aka 'day of the woman' that rape revenge movie. (starring giallo actress Camille Keaton - granddaughter of Buster. She was married to the filmmaker: Meir Zarchi. Why would a husband put his wife thru that? I"m serious. there's a 30 minute 'rape scene' that is total B-movie but also barf-inducing. I have to keep turning it off.

'the pick-up artist' stars robert downey (pre'junior') and the effervescent (of that time): MOLLY RINGWALD. JC says: 'it's bad. trying to make an adult john hughes movie'.

ART above are sketches by the outstanding artist BROOKE NECHVATEL. i'm sure she 'doodled' these whilst on hold (on phone). Or lazily doodling whilst watching...i dunno...Falcon's Crest?

i love my new hat by julie sinden! thanks to anabela who is connecting the good ladies making stuff up one by one. i wore it in the house. i switched to pajamas and the hat stayed on.

please click anabela's name and you can see what i've been doing for the last...11-days...prior to those days were many many many days of sewing, sewing sewing like that vermeer lacemaker.

hey woah. Rose Melberg's on the radio just now. she's my birthday pal. her voice is one of the most beautiful voices EVER. one time we did a duet once. A Heart song from Little Queen. Treat Me Well. I couldn't find it on youtube so listen to THIS instead. Best Heart song ever. MISTRAL WIND.

ps. took me two days to get this post up.

coach taylor

my friend asked me once, 'do u wish coach taylor was your dad?' he's the coach from friday night lights. i thought, 'no'. he's quite spazzy and when he's very angry his face twitches. but. he has a heart of gold. honorable.
i hv no idea why i'm bloggin it up at 3am when i have to wake up in 5 hrs or so do work a 12 hr day at an 11-day korporate kraft market. self-torture. hard-wired. still. working on that. one step forward ten backwards.

the self-healing cookbook is my favourite cookbook in the whole world. i dont follow recipes. ever. i buy what i want at the store. i bring it home. i do something with it. i make something up. i hate looking for things and gathering. i hate butter and sugar and anything white in food. etc. i hate following other people's instructions - unless that person is my friend. i'd say this cookbook is a friend. the lady who wrote it - kristina turner - was part of that wild findhorn place in SCOTLAND (get me to scotland. now. highland cattle asap. get married for free at gretna green. yesterday). findhorn is the place where the earth was totally barren but the couple who started it somehow grew the most beautiful lush snowballing garden. ever. so the lady cooked there. when she wrote this cookbook she sang the whole time she worked on it.


(i'm too tired to fact check. i just made all of that up).

my friend lisa just started a blog and it's super killer. I LOVE IT. the aesthetic. zero text 'cept concise, diamond-like quotes. nice one. macrobiotic psychedelic. i wish i had that restraint. it'll never happen. we are working on a project. i gather images from here and there wherever. i save them up. i edit. i put them in an envelope. i mail them to her. she receives. she sorts. my instruction is: anything 'wrong' goes in the circular file/is filed under 'g' although in 2009 filed under 'r' for 'recycling' otherwise it's citizen's arrest. we are to make art from these piles.

i'm preparing for a haircut. each strand cries tears when cut.

a totally dumb and very unedited poem called 'at the corporate craft fair'

people seem
to love the bunnies
i make.

it is kind of shocking
to me.

i stand and sit for hours on end
and listen to them
exclaim
speaking of 'receive'
i had no idea.
how much

i shake my head
and go to bed

xo

"NOURISH YOUR INNER ASPECT"

what? oh ya. i have a blog. it's been awhile b/c i've been really busy making bunnies. duh squared. all the world knows. all the world doesn't care. rah rah rah. and yes. i can only do so much multi-tasking at once. i realize this takes 5 minutes to update...but i'd rather spend...TWENTY MINUTES writing an email (letter) to a friend when i have NO TIME. so i'll blog about a blog: GOOP.
wtf is that sh*t?

"NOURISH YOUR INNER ASPECT"

what does that MEAN????inner aspect?
what? i dont have one? cos i starved it to death cos i fed it cheezies? is that like tamagachi?)
INNER ASPECT. that makes NO SENSE..gwyneth. take off, eh? so those who dont know that's paltrow's blog's tagline...for her blog 'goop'. last nite whilst trying to pass right out i thot, 'why 'goop'?' then i thot of her initials..so it's probably a childhood nickname. check. GP. etc. etc. et cetera. SHE is the only one nourshing HER inner aspect b/c CLEARLY she needs to.

but it's all goop..i mean. it's all good. she knows PLENTY *wait* ALL the famous people so that makes it all okay okay okay.

yay!
bye bye bye
ps
(i hv to wake up in a few hours. again. i've been working 16 hr days for weeks and weeks and weeks now gearing up for the 'one of a kind show' and it's total craft olympics 2010 in advance. now i have to SELL all of the units and this is not hard and i didn't make enough b/c i was finishing my book till october and then i had to stop and get an extended deadline and now i'm scared cos i'm running out of stock. it's scary to watch my bunnies disappear sometimes. like bye bye friend! but i'm finding good homes for them. thank the world. i'm so tired i feel like i'm on crack and acid..whatever that would feel like. plus the air is so dry in there..like real dry and there are hundreds and hundreds of people wandering and shopping. it's quite the H1-N1 scene).
xo

xo
ps oh and that's cat power fr awhile back and as usual it has nothing to do w/ anything.

Double Future by Sarah Cain

Lessons in ART!

this is my dear friend sarah cain. guess how we became friends? zines..penpals...and here we are..10 - 15 years later.

i love her art. she's a poet.

this is a video of sarah talking about her recent work in zurich. she speaks my language.

it really doesn't take much...

to make my day! all it takes is a BUNNYKINS plate !

(or cup or bowl or eggcup...or!)

i started writing this on elisa rose's facebook wall and then realized i can only multi-task right now so here we go:

i sure do love my new BUNNYKINS plate (replete with 'bath time scene'). awwwwwyea. am about to eat off it in about...five. thanks again, fwend.xo ps have u seen those 'airwick' ads on 'surf the channel'? they're SO BAD. three different scenes of 3 different ladies from different walks of life walking into different rooms of their house and being 'greeted' by the scent of 'airwick'...it's a motion-activated plug-in airfreshener..the afro-american/black* lady says: "Now that's what i'm talkin' about'...UNbelievable.

aside from the lame stereotyping, can u imagine the REEK? probably a hunnerd times worse than FEBREEZE! my most hated thing on planet earth. (sorry people if u like febreeeze. i'm one of those scent nazis...two steps away from posting up posters: can u please stop wearing your cruddy perfume at yoga class or in the office space or on the skytrain or subway? thanks')

(do u know that song 'planet earth' by duran duran? i always have that in my head. NOT to be confused with 'ordinary world'. Duran Duran. @ age 11, i would fantasize that simon lebon was my older brother and john taylor was my ...love interest. sumthing like that. tres embarrassing. 'now that's what i'm talkin about...')

back to bunnykins..i've been eating off those since i was 3!

so elisa rose found one today at valvil in all the halloween insanity. she's got the magic touch! i think ALL of my friends have the magic touch! that includes you! she helped me today w/ my bunnies. i'm sick and rundown from too much working. i never know when to stop. i'm a SLAVE!

speaking of scents..i tried to give elisa a small tub of a lush product that brooke sent me fresh from the plant...it's made with shea butter from their 'friends in ghana'. okay. that's nice...and it's herbal...again. it reeks. she wouldn't even take it..she said, 'throw it out!' and i said, 'it's hard for me throw things away'.

back to multi-tasking...i'm mostly eating pureed soup i've been making from roasted vegetables. i have learned that if i drink it out of the mug i can still work and eat!

xo

yesterday was especially great because i got to see meet of my favourite kinds of dogs

i'm not real
real deal


gimme that dog
nice art
in action. totally hilarious
SCHIPPERKES.

i really love these little Belgian dogs. Maybe they are telling me i need to move to the city of light! Antwerp. I was reminded of that idea while i watched that movie 'away we go' during sew-a-thon...that movie is really sweet somtimes verging on u-know-what but adorable nonetheless. dave eggers had a 50% hand in the writing..with a lady - Vendela Vida - to balance it out. good. there is a super hilarious scene RE 'junk in the trunk'. that jon guy from 'the office'. ya i'll take one of those. (cant believe he's engaged to emily blunt. cant believe she made that 'jane austen book club' movie happen. that movie is horrible & insulting).

in other entertainment news, i saw DESTROYER play a lil while back. that was eye-opening. i've only seen destroyer play in vancouver - where they live. he. so it was just friends standing around. seeing them/him=Dan surrounded by DESTROYER FANS was a whole other thing . i couldnt' believe it. Destroyer Fans are O.O.C. I stood next to two frat boys (baseball hats/ralph lauren dress shirts. sorry to box) singing EVERY SINGLE LYRIC holding up their bottles in salute - boggling my mind. They might as well have been quoting every word of ...'war and peace'...Dan's song lyrics are of the more complex and tailored-word story-song telling..variety. I said later, 'they might as well have been reciting 'The Highwayman' -which is like an 18 stanza epic poem thing i like to reference). i was sneakily trying to get video documentation of the guys next to me singing along. For Evidence. It was too dark. Next time. i could do a whole art project based on this business. I guess bottom line is - i have faith for humanity. Music For Men. Just for fun i yelled out really loud between songs: We Love You Dan!


back to those little dogs. i love those little dogs..they are like a cat a fox and a dog all rolled up into one. they have two layers of fur - the undercoat. One of the breed characteristics is a long ruff that surrounds the neck. They also have longer coat on their hind legs called culottes! their Dutch name means Little Sailor or Little Shepherd. They love to travel by sea. Skipper Keys. There is great debate as to whether it is a SPITZ or a sheepdog. They are small dog and wiki:

The Schipperke is also known as the "little black fox", "Tasmanian black devil" and "little black devil," often because they can be stubborn, mischievous, and headstrong because they are naturally curious and high-energy dogs. Schipperkes are very smart and independent, and sometimes debate listening to owners and doing whatever benefits them the most.

and yes..they bear a striking resemblance to my beloved gone-away cat FRANCES the black manx...born with no tail. docking need not apply.

PS i'm not a fan of tail docking.

PPS AND! i just learned that 'the pie and the patty pan' by beatrix potter is about a one of these dogs!