Wednesday's Attic

Helloooooo . . .  Captain?

Skulls are so Artistic! They just pop themselves into art and it becomes even more interesting!

Hahaha! Screw you Westboro Baptists- Take these signs! Thank you sign people!

My friend Annie posts the greatest pictures in her MySpace comments. Like these two! Funny

Doll shelf, spray paint and acrylic paint. The large blue framed mirror in this photo is called the VooDoo Mirror. I painted it years ago. It was part of an old bedroom set being thrown out by a neighbor many years ago, so I asked if I could have it. See Sedona, Pio and Alice looking back at you? This is the VooDoo table. It resides at the top of the stairs because there is not much room there. These are a set of wooden nesting dolls that I painted about a year ago. Sacred Heart table, in progress in my studio- also known as my kitchen.  Old Metal cake pan I painted last year

I spent some of today sorting out my Dolls. I picked up this small child's bookshelf, gave it a red and black paint treatment and now it is perfect for my smaller dolls. Top: L to R 2 Madame Talbot dolls, 2 October Effigies, 2 Creepy doll tiny nuns.  Bottom L-R Living Dead dolls Sinister Minister, and Nasty Habit, but sitting on their laps are the black and white calalily, and Friday the 13th October Effigies dolls, then is another Living Dead Doll sitting most unlady like (she doesn't care, she kills people), the Black Heart O.E. doll, Lizzy Borden- LDD, and another LDD sitting on a lovely decoupage box made by Annie. (she made the book on the left side of the bottom shelf too) This is my large Day of the Dead/Vintage Halloween cabinet. Guarded vigilantly by Anubis on the right. In here I have my large DoD figurines on the top shelf cuz it is the only tall area, and the rest of the stone, papier mache and clay skulls below those. This is Dr. Nicholas Blood. He is

I have just about finished this book. There have been many things written about Ozzy, but it is great to hear it from him. If you are a fan of Ozzy as I am- you are sure to enjoy it

Every day, to get to the office, I have to leave about 2 hours early, just in case Because I have to take 4 different highways, and you never know How the traffic will be, coming or going. Did I mention I HATE the 10? Well, I do.

Valentink!

"Why is a raven like a writing desk?" The answer Lewis Carroll gives is that "They both produce a few notes, all very flat, and are almost never turned the wrong way front." or is it "Because the notes for which they are noted are not noted for being musical notes" or perhaps "Because Poe wrote on both." or maybe it's because "Both have inky quills." or the obvious  "because there's a B in both, and there's an N in neither."

I have not posted much lately because my new job location and a large portion of the people in that office are so draining to be around that I just haven't been able to get anything done after work except dinner and a crawl to bed. I am off today else by this late hour of 6:04 am I would be well on my way. Yes the drive is long, but it would not be half as bad if the destination wasn't so depressing. It even smells funny. This office is at least twice as bad with the gossip and crap than the last one ever was, even at its worst.  The more of it I hear, the more I can feel myself withdraw from being too social with the folks I don't know there. A behavior which will only give fuel to some peoples fires. I just give smiles and good mornings to all, and then proceed to 'look extremely busy' all day even when just reading e-mail. And except for 2, I have absolutely no trust or respect for the management staff. An incompetent, sneaky bunch of self serving, power

According to those in the inner circle- the Groundhogs have said 6 more weeks of Winter. I am ready for Spring! Sigh. . .

Yellow is the color of the sun, the feeling of fun,  the yolk of an egg, a duck's bill,  a canary bird and a daffodil.  Yellow's sweet corn, ripe oats,  hummingbirds' little throats Summer squash and Chinese silk the cream on top of Jersey milk dandelions and daisy hearts,  custard pies and lemon tarts. Yellow blinks on summer nights  in the off and on of firefly lights. Yellow's a topaz, a candle flame.   Felicity's a yellow name. Yellow's mimosa, and I guess, yellow is the color of happiness.

Green is the grass and the leaves of trees Green is the smell of a country breeze. Green is lettuce and sometimes the sea. When green is a feeling you pronounce it N. V. Green is a coolness you get in the shade of the tall old woods where the moss is made. Green is a flutter that comes in Spring when frost melts out of everything. Green is a grasshopper, Green is jade Green is hiding in the shade -- -- -- Green is an olive and a pickle. The sound of Green is a water trickle Green is the world after the rain,  bathed and beautiful again. April is green, peppermint too.     Every elf has one Green shoe. Under a grape arbor air is green  with sprinkles of sunlight in between. Green is the meadow, Green is the fuzz that covers up where winter was Green is ivy and honeysuckle vine. Green is yours, Green is mine...