i bet

i bet you dont have one of these:



this is just cruel and sadistic:


from left to right: chocolate dipped pretzel rods, chocolate dipped shortbread, lemon meltaways, chewy molasses spice, chocolate chip, chocolate with peanut butter chip... and hovering above it all 1.75 L of skyy vodka and starbucks french roast. choices choices.

catch up 1

oooooo ooo. i forgot to mention this:


beautiful teapot i traded a print for on thursday. i looove it so much. made by very talented heath, student here at skool. isn't it amazing?
and here is the mac lab thurs nite later. that's my moma brochure mess. i got out around 2 am. i heard one of my fellow students spent the night there. poor kid.



and we had snow earlier this week and little minnow had some fun:


minnow tocks


and my hostess delivery came in, at last:

its snowing right now. beautiful big fat flakes. dont have my camera with me here at work, so you will have to imagine it for now.

lovely delirium

here i am. first: a thank you to those of you who sent me kind words about the loss of my ishy cat. its still hard to think about/talk about/blog about so i wont dwell, but thank you. this week was the last week of classes and so i had many projects all come due today-friday-and although i am practically hallucinating from tiredness, they are all complete and i am (mostly) done. ! if i werent so damn tired, i would celebrate tonight. i bought a bottle of coppola merlot, blue label, ooooh fancy pants, a week ago for exactly this occasion. have i mentioned how much i love school? i really do. what a nerd. last night we had the annual art student show off: and boy did i show off. it was practically the jc sowut show. ok i exaggerate, but i did have 3 times the work of most students. but my prof dr. a.m. bought a print, which was very nice of him. what was even nicer of him was that he paid me twice what i asked for it because he thought i was underselling myself. but i had anticipated as much, so i slipped him an extra print. tee hee. i think the new name for this blog should be sowutbut....

very very sad

how your world can change in a day, in an hour.

our thanksgiving day was great. kb and i spent the entire day in the kitchen cooking, taking our time, with the occasional spontaneous dance party (even the chicken joined in)..

the pies were beautiful

there were fireworks

but after dinner i went to look for my cat ishy, to give her some leftovers. i went in the bedroom where she usually hides out when there is company. i couldnt find her. i asked kb to help. we looked in the closet, in piles of clothes. and then i heard him call her name, his voice gave him away. she was lying behind the computer desk and i knew . and i pulled her out gently and she was warm but not moving. all i could say was "no, cheeters" (one of her many nick names) and "why cheeters, what happened?" over and over. and i just cried on her little ear for an hour. e made a specially designed box for her and i wrapped her in my pink robe and she stayed in the bedroom with us that night. i didnt sleep very well. she usually sleeps on my pillow half on my head. it felt so empty. see, i got ishy as a birthday present to myself in october 1988. free kitten in the paper. a couple drove her over to my basement apt in their pick up truck from their farm. she was a farm cat. for 19 years that little face has been with me. everywhere: we moved from ft. collins, co to san francisco to seattle to portland, oregon to brooklyn and finally, here in utah. friday morning all the vets were closed, i called everywhere and left frantic messages. i didnt know what to do with her now. i thought i would have her cremated. but nobody was open. i couldnt just put her in the garage until monday. ? so i found a pick axe and a couple shovels and decided to bury her in the backyard. it was very cathartic, digging at the dirt and swinging that pick axe, tearing into the ground. it had snowed that night too.

so it has been a really hard weekend. i had nothing but pure love for that cat and i miss her terribly. so much it makes me sick and i cant imagine ever not being so sad.

happy

hurray for house guests. hurray for friends willing to drive 7 hours to eat and drink with us. here are the little dears sleeping. my camera is acting strange and not focusing as sharp as it should. but that is a worry i will worry about tomorrow. for now, the task at hand is to convert this:

into a delicious meal. and below is my very handsome assistant & co-chef who will help me do it.

*not photographed are some various green things not canned or frozen.

i love thanksgiving. hope yours is happy and delicious...

last day of mossel

today is the final day of the julius mossel show here at the gallery. this has been one of my absolute favorite shows weve had. its part of the permanent collection, but hasnt been displayed in its entirety before as far as i know. ive included a few of my favorites below.

guilty conscience II

the balance of power, dated 1950-1952

balance of power, detail

prelude to eternal peace, dated 1941

penguins

tres bizarre.

freedom is not free, its still $550/mo

they have renamed my street. nobody asked me.

below is the line etch aquatint i finished last night.

i call it dog faces at the beach because i mangled their faces and 2 of them have dog snouts now. i was planning on giving them as xmas gifts, but i dont think i can. certainly not with that title. the hottie in the flowered suit is my grandmother (nanny). she was spared a snout. but is also missing eyebrows. not in real life. in real life she has 2 perfectly fine eyebrows.

did you know...

today i am 13,893.3 days old. for some reason that seems less old than 38 years (+14 days) .? i havent verified this day number, but while checking my biorhythm calculator(http://biorhythms.perbang.dk/), i was told so. by the way, my emotional state is calculated at 93%. but it feels more like 82%. i also just found out today that november is national blogger month, or something. i really missed that boat. but im going to force myself to post everyday the rest of the month. im not sure if this will be more painful to me or to you, dear reader. interesting find: this story (50,000 words)(http://www.spinelessbooks.com/gadsby/ )written completely without the letter e, which by the way, is the most commonly used letter in the english language. i really find this fascinating and clever. A work of writing that deliberately excludes particular letters is called a lipogram. i obvs dont know how to do that neat link trick that everyother blogger can do, but hopfully you can find what im talking about. feel free to skool me. cheers.

being stupid sucks

landing lga

bubbles from the bus, bronx

times square

so. i have 10 million things to do , but i have wisely decided to spend my time trying to upload photos to a blog. if you see pictures, then it worked. (time well wasted) if not, then the title sticks. tomorrow is my birthday.

great exhale...

...almost there. this has been one hell of a week. and it's only wednesday. so my graphic design poster was shot down on monday. very depressing. it's one thing when you know it's shit and you're called on it, but another when you actually like something and are told it should hang in a grade school class room. totally not my intended audience. took little minnow the kitten in to get spayed on monday. she pulled out 2 of her stitches monday night so we returned to the vet. he gave us one of those awful cone collars which lasted less than 5 minutes at home. i was sure she was going to decapitate herself. too sad to watch. as of this morning we still had 6 of the 8 original stitches holding. printed my xerox transfer litho of nanny and grandpa on the beach. 1 of 4 turned out. good enough. that's all i need. failed my typography quiz. literally. but in 2 and a half hours i will be on my way to nyc! so none of this will matter. for 5 days at least.

weekend update.

so i have had 12 views since starting this thing and 11 of them were me. so hello to my audience of one. big joy re the car: a loose wire from the dome light was draining the battery and was fixed for 36 dollars and some change. this compared to the hundreds of dollars i was expecting and unknown turn around time makes me unbelievably HAPPY. and get this: i took the car in thurs pm after hours, fri afternoon it is ready for pick up. but i work until 7, can i get it saturday? no were closed this sat. but i'll just leave the keys in the ignition you can pick it up tonight and just pay us on monday. !! only in small town america. i professed my love for the entire staff of rr auto shop repeatedly... oh and other good news- a breakthrough on my graphic design project. im not sure the class or prof will like it, but i love it. we are required to pick a topic from several listed in a newsweek article : "our greatest challenges". malnutrition & hunger, economic development, human rights & religious freedom (one of my original ideas-athiesm will save us) etc. im going with the environment--you know, we're fucking it hard, lets love it a little more and bring our own bags to the grocery etc.. spotlighting my inner hippie. yuk. but cmon people it must be done. btw- big congrats to al gore, way to go boo ya an allthat much respect yo. last night was spent watching ronin, eating raviolis, and drinking (one glass too many) chianti. kind of perfect. also had one cigarette which i regret. im averaging about one a week. ronin was a little slow to get moving, but not bad. implausible car chase scene. quite ridiculous. but bajeezus i do love deniro. all eras. looking forward to more of the same tonight. peace yo

we really don't know each other that well

so i'm thinking it may be too soon for this. second post and all. but today was not the greatest day. let's start minor: i suffer from adult acne, and suffering today i am. i try to tell myself it's "cute". but it most certainly is not. at all. next. the (lithography) press was tied up in the print studio today- so no progress was made on my photo transfer litho. ..rats. decided to take care of some business between class and work, you know buy some cat litter, saline solution, whatever. and the fucking car wont start. i just bought a new battery. 2 weeks ago. ive been calling the car shop for 55 minutes and the line has been busy. for 55 minutes. i want to shove my fist thru something and vomit into it. gross.
bleh. on a different note. i went into the bathroom at work and someone had written : "mormons are the followers of satan coming soon to your home lock your doors" on the toilet paper dispenser. now what kind of ass wipe would write that.? as you know, im no champion of religion. mormon or otherwise. i truly believe it is all nonsense. but i pretty much believe you can believe in whatever you want. just dont tell me about it . and besides, everybody knows mormons dont worship satan, they worship a guy who read magic stones in a hat and some golden tablets with magic transcribing glasses.

my problem

so today at school (a university in southern utah) i had an hour between classes. i had some thumbnail sketches due in typography and my idea was to get a cup of fake starbucks coffee and sketch away in this lounge area by the cafeteria. so i get my coffee that has been sitting way too long in a thermos and notice there is a p.a. system set up and a guy gets up to give a talk. i listen. he references raymond carter, beckett, dave hickey. (!) im interested. impressed. i sit down. he's funny-reads from his book. the first story is about a church "meeting" or whatever they're called. its an insightful observation about people's hidden lives etc. tender, but not sappy. i like it. i think, maybe he's just an outside observer making insightful commentary on religious groups and their behaviors. like wild kingdom, but with mormons. then i hear it: "...my ward...". and that's it. i just lost my respect for the guy. not completely. but mostly. so that's my problem. or one of them anyway.