it's here again

Ok so I am gonna hafta, write in word cuz I keep losing stuff that I write…..i hate to write in word, it fixes grammar and spelling that I know is “WRONG’ but I know….it is wrong so it is not write…..and I have the rite to write you know……well I have my yearly bronco in the chest shit that I get every year between fib and march……I know when it arrives and I know what I need to do…..but this year they gave me steroids….and I have to say it is going away faster and I feel better…..cuz I was in bed for almost 4 days and did nothing but sleep……which I think I needed it…..or I would not have slept so long…….and I got the chill out…..it snows every morning and never sticks…..i like the country up here…..now I live in hilltop….and I am on the fucking top of the mountain….i feel like heidi, not to be confused with Heidi Klum……heidi who lived on the mountain with her old grandfather…….so I finally have real tv after being without it for almost 2 months……and didn’t have internet access for almost 2 weeks…..you can live without anything……ok, today I swore if I had any energy I would try to straighten out the studio…….but the day is young….

still moving stuff on the truck and why did i just not stick to my original plan.....

these were nuts that i was eating the other night, i like raw nuts that you can crack, with a good fashioned nutcracker.....and their good for you to boot.......ok the answer to that question is cuz i always have to do it the hard way, cuz it don't come easy "right" george.....so by tomorrow i hope to have all my stuff out of here and if no thurs is just as good as any day and i am not going to panic......nope.....

kick back sunday night........

this is my kitty cat shema when she was a kitten .....i resued her for $20 bucks and a t shirt.  she is one crazy cat and smart as a whip......she and bear are playing tag your it.....anyway resting up for moving tomorrow.....just wanted to drop in and say hi....all is good....and what is this noise i here about facebook timeline, that's not like dateline right.....

monday, monday....

another dreary day.....i hate deary weather.....just rain already or snow.....countdown to moving, i am hoping that i can start to move on wednesday....i am up to my neck in boxes, i can't even pack anymore as i am running out of run to walk......my bedroom has become grand central (yeah don't i wish} cuz the living room is piled high with boxes......if you were blind you would kill yourself....so since we can't fast forward to wednesday, we have to take it on day at a time........

what i am working now

so i have come of an age, where they just don't make the kind of clothes i want to wear everyday....and now that i don' have a real job.....i am just an arTist.....ha....i have taken to altering and up cycling clothes....now for those of you that know me...know i have some style rules....i like black, and no matter how many time i try to wear colorful clothes i always come back to black.....i have some color for accent.....i will live in leggings for the rest of my life....i don't even own a pair of jeans.....hate them.....i love t' shirts and have been cutting mine up since the 70's only we didn't have books back them to tell you how.....we just cut them and pinned them back together.....i pretty much do the same thing now although i have added stitches and beads......i like long tops.....and jackets.....silver, metal, studs, pearls,leather, lace, whips and chains.....i love cowboy boots and only wear real cowboy boots from texas.....i love good bags and shows.....and i can rock just about anything.....now i like to wear sweater type things.....and lately when i shop(maybe cuz i can't afford top designer clothes anymore) oh i can and i do....but at this point once again i have to stop listening to what other people say and dress the way i want.....and in the summer i only mostly wear dresses.
Ok back to the picture....i am up cycling clothes now, so i had this over sweater...dare i say it got to tight.....so i cut it down the middle and a little on the side seams and i got my jar of black vintage buttons and using them as trim......i have a stack of clothes i want to alter, but they are packed away....i have not really sewn in years.....but boy can i sew and make stuff.....so that is what is up for now.......see ya soon.......

the story of the bus.......

Don’t ever forget that I am from Brooklyn, nyc…….and when we get thrown under the bus, we pick our asses up and keep going……I am just saying….

it's all about meeeeeeeeeeeeee........

First let me start off by saying that it is all ART to me……I am a crazy self taught artist who still has lots to learn…I am free…at a high price….i love to journal since I was 12 and have every {art journal} book I ever wrote in….i love to dance….sing ….play….rock n roll….create…snap photos….bead….paint…write…think…..read….watch tv (but the internet is breaking that habit]….i love words and I like to play around with the English language, and someone once told me that you have to know the rules in order to break them…..i break them anyway…..anyhoo,  this is just me everyday person living in the everyday world and making the most of it…..and don’t ask if I can do better, I am doing the best I can…..and I always want better……