Sunday, August 30, 2009

Hello, everyone. It's me.

About a week and a half remain until the Renegade Craft fair in Chicago. Wish I could hire someone to do my stitchin'. Not sure how I'll get everything done in time. Hopefully, with the long weekend, it will be a breeze.

Sunday a friend of mine from high school is hosting a *reunion* of sorts in South Bend, and I would really love to go, but just don't know if I will have the time. I'm wrestling between knowing life is short and all that and I should visit my pals when the chance arises, and the thought that if I drive to South Bend and take an entire day off that my sanity will be at stake. What to do?

Here is a blurry pic of our tent at the Feast of Lanterns yesterday:


It was a beautiful day. such wonderful fall-like weather. if this is what global warming gives us, I will take it. Sorry polar bears. The Feast of Lanterns is such a weird event for me, as a vendor. It begins around noon, and usually we sit there for many many hours before anyone is even ready to start buying things. Sort of hard to trudge through, but since it was so nice out I was just glad to be outside. The thing that always worries me the most is that it is not over until 11pm. The park where it's held is not in the MOST stellar neighborhood ever, although it is trying. But even if it was in the safest place in the world, I would still not feel safe packing up my car at midnight. I am a very paranoid person, and expect a robber or kidnapper to appear behind every corner. Sally and I tried to pack up as quickly as possible. It still took about an hour to get everything ready to go. On one of my trips to the car, I heard some arguing in the house across the street from my car ... and later on a woman involved in the fight approached us and asked us for a ride to the battered woman's shelter where she lives ... so i was wondering why she left the battered woman's shelter to visit the man who hits her and steals her money. I told her to go tell a cop she was robbed, but she didn't want to. Sort of sketchy. Neither one of us had room for her in our cars anyway. So, I'm really sorry, lady.

This morning I enjoyed my coffee in my brand new Sadly Harmless mug that I love.


And then in the afternoon I learned how to do needle felting with the Indianapolis Craft Mafia. Very fun and stabby!

Time for bed!

Sunday, August 23, 2009

The morning is over, and I just cannot get myself to start working. I did a little morning sketch, which is helpful, and here I am updating the blog. I guess those are considered work. But just barely.

Here are some pretty garden flowers:

sunflower center




Here is an awesome book I got yesterday:


Each page has a different "List" topic, and then blank lines. You fill in the lines with things about yourself. Ie, "List your favorite books," or "List the fashion trends you've had over the years." I think it will be fun.

Here is Sally yesterday at the fringe fest. She is anticipating eating the veggies I was cutting up.


The fringe thing was sort of a bust. There were supposed to be 6 tents selling to the theater goers, and it turned out there were only two. When we got there to set up, a Hispanic festival was going on. So we had to wait for them to tear down. Then it poured down rain. When the sun started coming out, we decided it looked safe enough to set up, even though our two tent group was sort of pathetic. A few people wandered in and out of our tents, but no one bought anything. And then suddenly, this happened (Illustrated for you in a crudely drawn comic):

broken tent comic

So. Now I have to buy a new tent. Lame!

Ok, sewing time. See ya.

Wednesday, August 19, 2009

I don't remember if I told you, but my friend Allison and I applied for the Renegade Craft Fair in Chicago. And we got in. Although this is amazingly awesome, it is also my biggest nightmare. It's going to be busy. I have a lot of product to make. It's less than a month away. I worry I won't make enough and I will run out of things to sell by the end of the first day.

But it's going to be an amazing experience. And I can't wait for it to be over.

Here is what my table looks like when I'm in the middle of a sewing project.


Not sure why I mess around with sewing. I have absolutely no speed when it comes to sewing (well I have no speed when it comes to anything really, I'm a pretty slow worker), which ends up meaning I make something like $1 an hour when all is said and done. But I just love how stuffies and pins end up looking. So cute!

For example, here is a cat that someone commissioned.


It only has 4 legs, what??

And here is a secret picture I took of Brandon yesterday.


He's cute.

Sunday, August 16, 2009

Our Trip

I haven't posted in awhile because I keep wanting to do a good post about our trip. But the more days that get in between then and now, the harder it gets to sit down and do it. I guess I will just try and do it.


First we went to Corydon. A whole week ago! Time. It passes. We stayed in a bed and breakfast for the first time. I guess it was actually in a building that had been built in the 1800's that was intended to be a hotel type place, so it wasn't completely bed-and-breakfasty, but it was close. We stayed on the 3rd floor, so we had lots of steps to climb. Breakfast was the kind of deal where all the guests go down at the same time and sit around a large table and eat things like grits with cheese and some sort of casserole and act somewhat awkward. Eventually one of the braver ladies started asking questions and everyone started talking. Brandon and I were by far the youngest guests. One of the guys who was 40-something, bald-yet-close-shaven-to-hide-it, dark framed glasses, dark clothes, riding his motercycle across the country with his mother, turned out to be a design professor. As soon as he said it I thought, "Of course! How did I not see it before?" He fit the profile impeccably.

It was really freaking hot in Corydon. Really hot and humid. But we still tried to walk around and enjoy the town. We saw a graveyard (we try to visit graveyards in new towns, seriously), and enjoyed some icecream at Butt Drugs, which is owned by the 3rd generation of Butts. For real.


That was pretty much all we did in the town because we were so hot. We also visited the place where the battle of Corydon took place, if I remember right, the only place in Indiana that saw a Civil War battle. Brandon pretended to be a proud homesteader.


We decided to loop back up and visit the Falls of the Ohio, which I have always wanted to see after I wrote a report about it in my Indiana Geology class.


I saw a sign warning visitors that it may feel up to 20 degrees hotter down there because of all the reflective limestone, and since it was already around 95 ... whew. But we braved it anyway.

I saw fossils.


And a stick.


Then we drove toward Mammoth Cave. We got to stay in the most amazing place ever: a teepee! or as it calls itself, "Wigwam Village." It was built in 1937, a realization of some dude's dream to someday have a kitschy and somewhat dirty motel.



Even though I found a booger on the wall, and the shower was sort of scary, it was totally worth $55 a night. For one night, though, another night would have killed me.

Tuesday was the big Mammoth Cave day. We only went on one tour since they're kind of pricey, but it was fun. Saw this kind of stuff:


It was slightly claustrophobic at times, but so so so much more fun than the other time I went "spelunking" for real. This time it was much more babyish, with handrails and first aid boxes every so often, lights, and a tour guide both at the front and the back of our large group. No belly crawls through muddy water, no headlights going out plunging you in darkness, no exiting the cave in a completely different location than the rest of your group.

On the way back up north, we visited a couple of Lincoln places (his birthplace and boyhood home), and stayed in Bardstown in a motel with a room that was at least 3 times the size of the teepee room, and was a few dollars cheaper. I guess you pay for your kitsch.

Wednesday we visited the Jim Beam distillery which was sort of a bust because they didn't even have a distillery tour, but we did get to have a whiskey tasting at 11am.

Our final stop was Louisville. I went there to visit my new friend Karen Hartsough, who apparently has no relation to me, at least none that we can trace at this time. Well she was married into the name anyway. Brandon and I had a heck of a time navigating our way through Louisville's diagonal nonsense streets, especially since our only map was a composite of several maps from brochures we'd picked up. But we found our way around eventually, and ended on a good note.

The end. Sorry that was so long. I guess you could have just clicked on the icecream above and seen all our pictures, and saved yourself my babbling. Too late!

k bai.

Sunday, August 9, 2009


My birthday flower blooming on my birthday.

Friday, August 7, 2009

mona is sitting on my arm and making it difficult to post. ok she got up.

Photo 32

i spent the morning drawing to meet a deadline, and then the rest of the afternoon running errands. very exciting.

Brandon's mom took us out to dinner for my birthday (it's on sunday!). It was pretty good. The food and the visiting. I got a margarita. Not the child size, but the next one up. every single time i say "child sized margarita" brandon goes "psssssh. child sized." but seriously, it's tiny, yo.

tonight i am planning a little trip brandon and i are taking. we've been, well, i've been, wanting to go to Mammoth Cave for like FOREVER and we're finally going to go! I remember noticing Mammoth Cave for the first time when Sarah and I were driving south on our way to Savannah, Georgia about 6 years ago. I'd heard of it before, but ever since I saw the actual signs for it I've been intrigued. but first on my birthday, we're driving to Corydon, IN. I dorkily saw that town featured in Indianapolis Monthly (one of our free magazine subscriptions, thanks coca-cola!), and it looks really cute. It was the first capitol of indiana, which I forget about that sometimes. it also has a place called Butt Drug. We're totally going there.

Tomorrow there is a Decemberists show here in Indy, and we would really like to go. We knew about this show, but somehow Brandon thought it was in September, but then he called me from work today saying it's actually tomorrow. So he got me all excited saying he would buy tickets. But when he got home he said the ticket master fees were too much, so tomorrow we're going to go try to buy tickets at the box office. if we are unsuccessful, we'll just drive around listening to their music in the car. which honestly i think would be just as fun.

I'm off to read 1984, now. See ya.

Sunday, August 2, 2009

i somehow feel like i didn't accomplish much this weekend. i spent a lot of time being idle. i guess that's ok. i started two cat-erpillars for orders that were made, did 3 sketches waiting for approval, did a couple other sketches for some paintings for myself (personal work?? what's that?), and i think that's pretty much it. over 3 entire days.

tonight i chopped up some veggies to attempt to make salsa. yesterday brandon's aunt and uncle gave us some peppers, and warned us they were hot. i totally believed them. i even tasted one to see just how hot it was. it was hot. but then i was unaware that you can get a lingering burn from the oils in the peppers. i knew i could get burned if the juice entered my eye, or my mouth, or a cut. but this was just plain ol' finger skin. it killed! and wouldn't go away no matter what i did. it's finally feeling better right now, like 3 hours later. dag. next time i will wear gloves. rubber gloves. i also learned that the oils can seep right through latex.

tomorrow is work, then the next day i get to go pick out new glasses! this is an exciting thing. my current glasses are 7 years old!! and not entirely the correct prescription. i'll be able to see really far away things soon!

our first carrots (we ate them with dinner):

we walked past this for many days without even noticing it has peas on it:
(i'm realizing what they say about city people being disconnected from the food they eat is true ... it is really weird to me to see these pea pods just growing on a little plant ... it's sort of equivalent in my mind to going outside one day and seeing a hamburger bush ... nature, you astound me)

and a busy bee butt.
bee butt