Halloween Stuff

Things I have made.

Maroon5

Molly won tickets for Maroon5, but she is in Duluth. Jim and I took the train into Minneapolis to see them and I really enjoyed the show. I worked on a Bone Fairy today and she is done except that she needs a fabric skirt.
Tomorrow.

Almost Halloween

The gorgeous weather is over. We are now into Fallslidingintowinter. You can see the rain beating down in the background of my frog prince.
Molly says it's supposed to snow in Duluth tomorrow.
Molly caught me some Walleye(fish) and I cooked them. They were great, Molly.
We saw "Hereafter" over the weekend and I liked it a lot.
Now I'm remaking a monster under a bed.

Lobster Monday

I've been busy with Real Life lately.
Today I thought I'd do something with lobsters.
Elsa Schiaparelli collaborated with Dali to make this lobster dress. The hat is one of her shoe hats, probably not meant to be worn with this dress, but what the hell.
The lobster is playing a Stratocaster, so that makes him a Rock Lobster.
I sent off a couple of custom pieces.
I really, really should remake some of my pieces but that's not as much fun as experimenting with new things.

Roger Ebert's Journal

Roger Ebert's Journal

Miss You, John

The Fat Budgie: by John Lennon

The Fat Budgie I have a little budgie He is my very pal I take him walks in Britain I hope I always shall. I call my budgie Jeffrey My grandads name's the same I call him after grandad Who had a feathered brain. Some people don't like budgies The little yellow brats They eat them up for breakfast Or give them to their cats. My uncle ate a budgie It was so fat and fair. I cried and called him Ronnie He didn't seem to care Although his name was Arthur It didn't mean a thing. He went into a petshop And ate up everything. The doctors looked inside him, To see what they could do, But he had been too greedy And died just like a zoo. My Jeffrey chirps and twitters When I walk into the room, I make him scrambled egg on toast And feed him with a spoon. He sings like other budgies But only when in trim But most of all on Sunday Thats when i plug him in. He flies about the room sometimes And sits upon my bed And if he's really happy He does it on my head. He's on a diet now you know From eating ear too much They say if he gets fatter He'll have to wear a crutch. It would be funny wouldn't it A budgie on a stick Imagine all the people Laughing til they're sick. So that's my budgie Jeffrey Fat and yellow too I love him more than daddie And I'm only thirty-two.

Wedding

We're in deep, gorgeous fall.
This is a custom piece that's in the oven now. It's a wedding portrait (sort of).
I'm on Artfire now, too, but I haven't had time to arrange the shop the way it needs to be.

Brilliant & Charming

Except for the laughter in the background.