Wednesday, June 4, 2014

Saying Hello

Good Morning, my old friends.  Just coming by for a bit to say "HELLO!!"  It's been a while and lots has happened since I last posted.

First of all, I was under the weather due to a cyst growing in my spine.  I had a sycnobial cyst growing on the facet bone.  I've been in excruciating pain for about 2 months.  I knew I had to get an MRI to figure out what was wrong.  Well, as they say, the Lord provides, and I received a check from the corporation that owns two of our local hospitals and specialty labs; they over-charged me for a procedure I had a year and a half ago.  I was then able to get my MRI and the results were nothing like I expected.  Ok, long story now too long, I went for a spinal procedure Friday to aspirate the cyst and I was given a couple of steroid injections on the 4th and 5th lumbar.  I'm still not anywhere near 100%, but I'm getting there.

I went out for the first time to a store in 3 weeks yesterday, and had to maneuver the "grannie" cart around Target (discovered I was a bad-ass).  Thankfully, my son, Ian is here for the next 4 weeks, so he helped out.  I'm also trying to get back into the kitchen.  Now that we have refrigerated air, I'm able to use the oven, especially now that Hell has returned....106 today and will be in the 3 digit range all week....oey!!  I made Fideo, or Mexican noodle soup last night, which was the first meal I've made in a long time.  It wasn't easy, but I finished with the help of  sweet man and my son.  I'm also going to visit my mother in the nursing home...it's been 3 weeks since I've seen her.

I announced a couple of months ago on Facebook, so some of you already know, but the director of the El Paso Museum of Art saw my work and loved it for the shop.  Due to my inability to get there (would have to park then walk there and right now, impossible).   Last week I suggest she maybe could come here to my home and pick it up if she was so inclined if both time time and geography made it possible.  So she is coming by sometime today to pick these little darlins'.  Sorry for the quality of the photos, but I took them last week  before the procedure, however, I doubt I could do much better now!!  LOL







She had asked for some of my box dolls, which are sculpted and boxes painted, but I was unable to complete them since sitting in the studio became impossible.  But I'm looking forward to completing them and working on new things.  There are a few art fairs that have popped up around here and I have friends who have been very successful at these shows and have advised me to work them, since my crazy stuff would fit in well.

So the only plans I have thus far, are to continue healing and getting back into the studio.  Besides I have some new tunes to listen to while working!  Also, hoping to see my grandchildren in July.  I already bought my Zoe Girl a new princess outfit for her wardrobe.  The girl is into "Princess" and "Hello Kitty" so I try to keep her well supplied.  My grandsons, I'm sure, would be happy with cash, except for my Sammy...got to get him something too!

Have a great day, dear friends.  Wish some of you were on Facebook so we can stay in touch, but I'll try to come by every so often to visit you all.  Peace out.

Saturday, March 8, 2014

Time, Time, Time, What's Become of Me?


My Beautiful Mommy


Just to let you all know, I'm still here, alive and creating, along with doing a bit of sh-t kicking too.  I got some really upsetting news last night from my brother, Apparently, the dietitian at my mother's nursing facility has decided my mother needs to go on a diet since she's gained mucho poundage.  My mother was always very conscientious about her figure.  She used to tell me how she could eat and eat and never gain an ounce when she was a young girl and weighed 95 lbs. on her wedding day and wore a size 5 shoe ( I weighed 130 lbs. and wore a size 9 shoe, at the first wedding...second, I still wore a size 9 shoe..mum on the weight).  Unlike her daughters, who even looked at a potato chip, would balloon out.  She never really had a weight problem, unless one counts pregnancy as one, which she did when she was pregnant with my little brother.  She gained a whole 10 lbs.!  Hell, I gained 40 with all 3 of mine, that is, 40 each time.  However, I was able to lose the the weight by Christmas time (all 3 of my kids were born in the month of Sept...hmmm, perhaps losing weight before Christmas should have been a rather big hint!!  LOL).

So back to Mom.  She was always on a restricted diet due to her very delicate tummy.  I didn't grow eating things like peanut butter, sodas, corn chips, etc., not that she couldn't eat it, but my brother was allergic and she made it a point to keep all those temptations out of the house since it usually sent my folks to the ER with him after he got a hold of something he ought'n.  There were things like sugared cereals, many sweets, well, basically, all the good stuff kids love, and yet, I still had a weight problem.  I'm not a fan of pork, again, she couldn't eat it, so we didn't. Although, she did make a good pork roast now and again for my dad, but her pork chops were fit for sole replacements. She also loved making Chicken -a la-King....YUCK!  To this day, I really don't like creamed sauces of any kind.  She would buy those little Pepperidge Farm puff pastry shells and fill them up with the al a King crap and I would scoop out the creamed glop and just eat the pastry.  Don't get me wrong, my  mother was a very good cook of other things, though.  

Like I said, she was limited in her diet, but the one thing she could eat and did...a lot, are sweets, which I'm sure she stashed out of our sight.  I recall her eating many bags of marshmallows when she was pregnant with my little brother, Jaime.  I really thought, in my 10 year old brain, she was going to give birth to the Stay Puft marshmallow dude!  She inherited the love of sweets from her mother, my Machita.  My Mach  traditionally had a drawer in her dresser, designated for sweets only...no room for undies, slips or bras.  As children, we raided her bottom drawer and after my grandfather died, she moved in with my aunt, and even their dog knew where the sweet drawer was too!!  He would come in and we'd ask, "Kaiser, where are the cookies?" and he would walk to the dresser and stare at the drawer.  He also took instruction in Spanish after my grandmother moved in, making him a bilingual cocker spaniel.

So the news received last night was that she has been forbidden from any sweets or desserts.  She's 91, REALLY!!!??  It's the one thing my poor mom loves and now is restricted to little or none.  She can't walk, she has lost most of her use of her hands and she sits in that room, day-in, day-out.  She's tired of living, she's had enough and wants to join my dad and her family.  As I told her the other day, pointing to my head, "Mom, this understands," then pointing to my heart, "But this is having difficulty accepting it."  She even lost a front tooth while having lunch the other day, what's with that??? 

It reminds me of time I went to visit my grandmother, Mamaita, my dad's mom, in the hospital.  She was 101 years old and her blood pressure had dropped a bit, so she was admitted.  She sat there and told me she wanted a sandwich.  I asked her which kind and I got silence, so I began reciting different kinds, in Spanish, "Jamon?" "No." "Pollo?" 'NO!" ...and so we danced till I finally hit on it..."Queso?" and she gave me a big grin.  So I went out to the nurses station to ask them for a cheese sandwich and the nurse told me that wasn't on her diet...WHAT!!!???  "She's friggin' 101, for gawsakes!!"  I know they can't do much about it, so I became proactive, went back to my parent's house since that was closest to the hospital, made her an American Cheese sandwich with mayo, cut the crusts (I remember as a kid, she would do that for me, even though I loved the crust) and brought it to her...she loved it...ate every bit of it.  Three days later, she passed.  Of course, the first thing that came to mind was that maybe I killed her with that damn cheese sandwich or maybe she went to her eternal life, smiling at having that delicious cheese sandwich...that's the one I prefer to believe.

So here's my mother, facing the same thing, no candy, cake, pie, no nothing.  It's just all so sad and don't think for a minute I've kept my composure while writing this post.  Large tear drops have fallen during this rant and I'm not sure if they're tears of sadness or just so pissed off at all this.  Pissed off that she's had to suffer so much, pissed off as to why she's till here and for what purpose.  I have become desensitized at entering the nursing home, all those elderly people slumped in their wheel chairs, spending their lives in that or their beds, many say nothing and many yell out for help as I walk by.  I can't help but remember that scene from "Soylent Green," with Charelton Heston, Joseph Cotton, Chuck Connor and Edward G. Robinson.  The character of Mr. Robinson was that of an old intellectual who can remember what life was on Earth before over-population and corporate greed destroyed it (sound familiar?) He's had enough and decided to go to a facility that provided "peaceful endings."  He's in a large room where he's on a bed, surrounded by a panoramic screen, showing scenes of nature, those very scenes he recalls from his youth.  He slowly and happily slips away to his death.

In speaking with my friends, one of my ol' buds suggested we store up all the drugs we can, since we'll be prescribed many as we gain time and age.  We hold on to them until we're ready to say "ADIOS" to this world, however, I told her she has one little flaw in her plan.  What if we all develop some kind of memory loss, then who's going to remember where we stashed our bye-bye pills!!  LOL  That's for later, I guess.

So sorry for this rant, but I'm so friggin' angry and sad right now, and yet, there's no one to direct this towards and nothing I can do about it.  Maybe I'll slip her a Lindt bon-bon now and then...our little secret.  Have a good one, friends, and enjoy every day as much as you can.  Peace out.

Sunday, January 26, 2014

Art and Some Rants

Thought I'd post today since it might be the only time I can for the rest of the week.  This coming  Sat., Feb. 1, I'll be participating in a show in La Union, New Mexico.  I love that venue because the weather is mostly lovely (a bit windy at time, though), the people are fabulous and the coffee is strong and delish.  John and Shawn Smith are the proprietors of Johnny Lolita's in La Union, NM, and opened up their doors last year.  They specialize in their home roasted coffees, art and great conversation.  My little brother, Jaime, attended high school with Shawn and last year, when his family came down here from S. Cal, I went with him to so he could present Shawn with his award-winning photograph of their place.  I met Shawn and her very funny hubby, John...he's like the "Captain" to her "Teneel,"  maybe bad comparison since they're marriage is on the skids, but you get my point.  Through that couple, I was able to participate in my first art show in almost 20 years plus, sell my work in their shop.


Little bro, Jaime Diaz and Shawn O'Hara Smith

The Smith's also collected toys and cash for charity during Christmas and gave all the toys and proceeds to Avance, a non-profit organization that my sister is executive director.  So the Diaz family has been enriched from knowing this wonderful, giving couple....thanks guys!!  By the way, check out that blue sky..it's the real deal, folks, no photo shop trickery.

Ok, now for a tiny rant or perhaps an observation or more importantly, "Georgina needs to take a chill pill whilst watching commercials," but have you noticed all those eye drop commercials only hawk people with blue eyes, crystal clear blue eyes??  What about us brown eyed devils or green, hazel, dark blue, etc.?  Yes, I know, it's done for "effect" but come on, someone needs to stop being so esoteric and bring on some other colour eyed folks...we have problems too!  Rant said and as my father would have said, "As you were."  LOL

Speaking of my dad, an old friend of my parents just passed away, peacefully in his sleep, thank God.  He was quite frail the last couple of years and the medical professionals finally found out why his lungs were so compromised, he had stage 4 lung cancer.  You'd think with all the hospital visits in the last few years, they might have looked for the obvious, but since he was at an age that really doesn't matter anymore to these doctors, they never looked.  So farewell, Cachu, you were a wonderful man and father...had 8 kids in total, and is now enjoying the company, once more, of three of his children, two of which succumbed to cancer at very young ages.  Also, hope my dad has taken him to that "Great Bar in Heaven," to rejoin with "the boys."

Now for the art portion of this blog.  I got into Valentines Day stuff, which is a bit different for me since I'm not really into Valentines, but since I'll be doing the show this week, I know there are many who are, so I created a small series of hearts and cuties.





I love working with shadow box frames, I just couldn't resist, plus, I have a plethora of these frames, so might as well put them to some use.  The first two boxes are smaller and I used those laezer-cut wooden frame facades...love the look, now I'm really hooked on those. I also made some cute heart necklaces, stringing them on those pull chains used for ceiling fans, but for some reason, I didn't take photos of those...oh well, that will be for later. 

I'm also working on the Caged Santos doll concept, but having some engineering problems which I will figure out...it's not rocket science!  Maybe I should have paid more attention in Algebra class during my college years...nah!

I also am very excited about being on the ground floor of a new art group/organization formed by the lovely Pamela Enriquez of Las Cruces, NM. Actually it's Pam and a couple of her fellow artists in the Las Cruces/El Paso area.  I met Pam through another mutual friend from Facebook, a Canadian lady from Ontario who's been a fan of Pam's work for some time now.  I met Pam couple of years ago at the Dia de los Muertos show in Mesilla and fell in love with her work.  I visited her booth in Santa Fe, NM last summer while the hubs and I went to Spanish Market in July.  Her painting was chosen for the poster for the contemporary artists contingency.  Frankly, that's my favorite section of the show, the contemporary artists.  I do love all the gorgeous and traditional retablos and bultos made by the very talented New Mexican artists, but those contemp. artists are incredible!  So anyway, we met for the first time last Sat. at the train depot in Las Cruces and did come up with a name, "Las Manos de Oro," (The Hands of Gold) and in a couple of weeks, we meet again, hopefully we'll decided on a logo, mission statement (oey, don't get me started on mission statements) and we will be working on establishing a 501(c)(3) status, non-profit.  One of the purposes of this organization is to educate people about our Latino traditions and holidays...there's more than just Dia de los Muertos, and to promote the arts.  We'd like to grow, bring folks in from west TX, Southern & Northern NM, and maybe take it all the way to Califas (California) and states in between.  There are three of us from El Paso and the other members are from Las Cruces, Mesilla and Silver City, NM.  I'll post more as we grow.

Well, I think I better get in that kitchen and make some breakfast, but it's looking more like brunch.  I'm in the mood for waffles (ran out of Bisquick the other day when I was going to make pancakes, so I pulled out my ol' Betty Crocker cookbook from the 70's and found a fab recipe) and bacon.  I made some tortilla soup the other night and it was amazing...tweaked it a bit since I didn't want to have to make a trip to the store just for ancho chiles...had dried pasilla and chipotle chiles on hand, so I used those instead...happy ending!!  Even made my own tortilla strips...hate frying anything, but the results were delish.  Oh, one more small rant...the Super BOWEL game, may be postponed till Monday...an heard of...it's like telling your kids Santa didn't come because he had a dental appointment (got that quote from this morning's editorial).  So they wanted to play in NY, actually, NJ, in Feb.?????????  Really, didn't think that maybe there might be a weather issue...oey.  Personally, I don't care about the game or the teams, but I love the party!!  If this goes as planned I'll be making Posole.  My friend wanted me to "share" my menudo from New Years (have a years worth in the freezer) but I don't want to share and lots of people don't like the tripe meat in menudo anyway, so I'm taking posole instead...less hassle to make too.  

Ok, now I mean it...gots to run.  Have a great week, my friends, and as always, peace out.

Sunday, January 12, 2014

Emails & Friends

Dear Anne

I was able to recover my yahoo mail, finally after three months.  I have never deleted so many emails in my entire life!!  It's amazing how much crap one accumulates in an email account.  I was ready to just hit that little square and delete EVERYTHING, but as I began scrolling down to see if there was anything I should save, there it was, or rather, many email exchanges between Anne and me.  I read and re-read them, laughing and recalling what we were ranting about.  I then began to cry, cry because I miss my friend so much.  Cry because I'm pissed off she left this world far too soon, cry because the good die young, or so the song goes.  But then, I began to laugh, laugh at all the conversations we had via the phone, laugh at all the silly things we did and said and finally, just laugh.  I think that Anne was giving  me a thump on the side of my skull letting me know she's there and that I WILL NOT FORGET HER...EVER!!!  LOL  I'm grateful for the time I knew her and I'm grateful for the lesson she taught us all, life's short, so go out there and raise hell, but have fun doing it too!!  So Anne, here's to you, my friend.  I promise to NEVER FORGET YOU,  but cut me some slack if I grow old and feeble, maybe feeble before I get too much older!!  

Ok, that's about all I wanted to say for now.  Am going to head on out to visit my mom...going to surprise her since I don't normally visit on Sundays.  So peace out, my amigas.

Monday, December 30, 2013

Happy New Year

Well, here I am again, finding myself thinking about what's new and in store for myself and family.  No crystal ball can tell us, but I do know there are a few things that I can do, and that's to continue on my path of creativity, loving and just being a good ol' gal, most times, anyway.

This past year has been both lovely and not so much.  My mother's health took a nose-dive and has been in a nursing home since June.  She's very happy and content and has developed this beautiful, peaceful form of acceptance and understanding.  I told her once I wish she had been more like that in her younger days, because her life would have been simpler and happier, plus, ours would have been too! LOL  My mother is or was a worry-wart, very intense and at times, rigid.  Unlike her own mother, she was very much the control freak.  Then I come along, the one more like her grandmother, than mother.  My mother always said I reminded her of her mom...called me a happy soul with not a care in the world.  Well, I do have many "cares in the world, " but I find I am happy most days.  However, what I did find, after a difficult time with some individuals, was that life IS too short, as some of you who have experienced a very great loss in your life, and that one can't be bogged down with negativity, especially from other sources.  I just found out a friend of mine, a dear friend's husband is once again, fighting throat cancer.  This is his second round with that nasty stuff and his treatment is especially intense and downright, horrid, but his prognosis is good and that's what all that suffering is about.  Another friend, was just diagnosed with breast cancer and she won't know about her round of treatment till next month, hopefully, at the end of this week. I call these incidents, Life's Wake-up Calls.

I don't know how long I've got on this Blue Marble we call Earth, but I do know I want to live it to my fullest and as long as I can till it's time to rest.  Actually, I don't like the idea of "resting" after death, we have plenty of time to rest in our lives...around here, you'll hear many say, "Al fin esta descansando," after one dies...meaning, "At last they are finally resting."  Hell no, it's time to really begin having the time of your life/after-life.  I've always pictured my dad and his friends in that Big Bar in Heaven, having a few, joking, telling stories and what not.  My sweet cousin, Paul, just passed in Oct. and what a wonderful guy he was!  He was able to survive a cancerous brain tumor, one that killed most, but he survived it, graduated from college, married, had children and lived long enough to see his first grandson.  I think Paul survived as long as he did due to his attitude about life.  Talking about a "wake-up call," but at 21??  He was attending University of Texas at Austin in the early 70's when this occurred, so can imagine, the treatments were harsher than now.  Consequently, it was the massive amount of radiation that eventually took his life at 64.  It took all those years for that chain reaction to slowly end his wonderful life.

Ok, on a happier note, I'll be starting another marathon body of work, hopefully, at the end of this week.  I've been a bit grouchy and I figured out why.  No, it's not all the goodies and sweets lying around here, since I'm really not a sweet-eater, or all the fattening foods that have invaded my body, ok, maybe a little of that, but I realized I hadn't been doing any studio work since the week before Christmas or maybe longer.  I did make a couple things for gifts, for my sister, daughter, niece and friends.  Have you ever noticed it's a lot more fun to make things you're making for those you care about, well, I guess I'm that way, but quality of my work is still important to the unknown person who buys my work too.  Here is what I did for those I love:

For my daughter, a small ornie commemorating the day
my grandson, Sammy, decided Lennon, the cat,  needed shades
for those bright Texas days. 

For one of bestie, Judy, who asked me
to make something to hang on her front door.

For my niece, an ornie of her little wiener dog, Whinie

I know there's more, but for the life of me, I can't find those darn pictures.  I'll post next time, or when blogger will give me the "honour" to do so...oey!! Here's hoping you all have a wonderful and safe New Year's Eve and New Years.  I'll be making my traditional Menudo and have my usual open-house for those friends and family that love and can "stomach" menudo (for those of you who aren't picking up the pun, Google menudo)  LOL.  I hope you all much love, happiness, compassion and good health, well, lots more but I really need to get ready to visit mom at the nursing home, so I'm cutting it short.  HAPPY NEW YEAR AND AS ALWAYS, PEACE OUT.


Wednesday, November 27, 2013

Happy Thanksgiving & an Observation

Well, hope you all  are looking forward to what I call here, "Hajolote Day!"  I'm not sure if I spelled it right, but hajolote is "turkey" in some Mexican-Indian dialect.  I grew up calling it that or "pavo."  I prefer, "hajolote" it's a mouthful!!  LOL  This year is one of many changes for my family.  For the first time since 1979, I won't be making oodles of sides, pies, breads, etc., and all that goes with a family type Thanksgiving meal.  It will just be my sister and me and perhaps a couple of other friends who may or may not come over.  I told my sis to bring her jammies in case it gets late or she has a bit too much wine, vodka, or any other spirits, in excess.  Also, that turkey can make one a bit sleepy.  No football games going on here tomorrow...will be watching some rented flix and what ever they might have on the boob-tube.

Ok, here's the observation portion of this post.  Well, it's more of a commentary/rant/observation.  The other night, my honey and I were watching television and a Viagra commercial came on.  We actually left the sound on instead of mute.  The scene begins with a cowboy dude driving his pick-up, pulling a horse trailer in a mountainous, desert landscape (looks like out here in west TX), after a huge rain.  We weren't really paying much attention to what was being said, but then the next scene, shows same man, truck, horse trailer now with the 2 horses pulling the truck and trailer as the viral cowboy maneuvers it from inside.  I then turned to my husband and asked him what was the purpose of that or rather, what's the connection between that and the effectiveness of Viagra.  He then turned, looked at me and kiddingly said, "It allows him to think better."  So let's get this straight, He's riding along on an old desert highway, it's rained and now he decides to go "off-roading" in the mud!!??  Wha?????  In other words, Viagra obviously allows men to "think straight," gives them "clarity" and hones in on some "critical thinking" skill???  Wow, and I thought it was just for sex. Commercials...for sure I will hit that mute button from now on!!

I wanted to show you a little bit of artwork I did for an old friend.  She's having a bridal shower for her niece and the theme is "Dia de los Muertos."  She asked me to paint a tableau to be used for the future brides chair at the shower.  I was going to drill a couple of holes for her to insert the ribbon that will be used to tie it in place, but my drill and drill bits have gone, "tits up," so I suggested she ask her sister to use the staple gun.  Anyway, I told her that I had been reading the "Rime of the Ancient Mariner," previously to her request and I got the idea from one of the characters of that poem, Life-in-Death, a ghostly woman. When she requested it be painted horizontally, I had to really think how I was going to do that, then my sweet man suggested I display her lying on a couch.  So here she is, in all her ghostly splendor, lying on a settee with a "come-hither" look!!



What was even better, she and I met at Starbucks for the painting-exchange, (neither of us know how to speak, "Starbucks,") and we sat there for over 3 hours just chatting away.  This little painting was two-fold, not only was it so much fun to paint, but it brought together two very old friends again for a long-overdue visit.

I wanted to bring attention to a very funny, ulta-talented artist friend of mine.  I've been so much out-of-the-loop since I misplaced my blog, only to find it again.  But she has temporarily re-opened her Etsy shop.  Please go on over and check out Yve's offerings; she designs and produces these amazing hats and dolls.  So go on over to her blog and check out her wonderful work and buy!! http://freakylittledolls.blogspot.com/

Well, my friends, I still have a few errands to do before I run on to the nursing home to visit mom.  Yesterday, one of the CNA trainees stepped on her hearing aid and of course, the audiologist's office will be closed till next week, so it looks like we're going to be engaging in lots of loud conversation with mom for a few weeks...OEY!!  LOL  Have a great weekend, my friends and for those on this side of the pond, Happy Thanksgiving and remember, no calorie counting allowed!!  Peace out.

Tuesday, November 19, 2013

Some New Stuff

Good Morning, Friends,  I have a few minutes to dedicate to computer time, so I'm going to utilize it to update some stuff on my blog.  This has been a heck of a few weeks.  I did a second art show, the first being in Oct., was almost 20 years since I had participated in one.  The one I did this past weekend was somewhat of a bust.  No, it wasn't the venue, the venue was most excellent, but around here, the winds come up from no where and cause a real problem for out-door activities, ie., art shows.

A few of us locals were talking about it, and we remember when we were kids, this area got the strong "winds" in the Spring, you know the saying, "In like a lion, out like a lamb," well, that doesn't hold true anymore.  Call it global warming or the natural flow of climate change, kinda like an Ice Age!  Now the wind blows whenever!!  If  Northern  NM or CO is getting rain, we get wind and blowing real estate from not only my home state, Texas, but from New Mexico and Mexico, the country (I live on the border).  When there's a cold front pushing through, we get the warm winds, before the cold air hits the following day.  This weekend, Canada is sending us our first winter weather, thanks Canada, I was getting tired of the mid to upper 70's temperatures, about 24 degrees for you Celsius folks.

Anyway, winds (the climatic kinds for you British types) and art fairs don't mix.  We tried to keep our canopy up, but the wind was catching it and causing more problems, so down it went.  We tried to put up peg board barriers as to keep the wind down more from it catching all my work and tossing it around and to the ground.  Well, at about noonish, we decided to call it quits and leave.  I was told that later on that day, the winds calmed down and there was a surge of attendees...just my luck!  Sunday, turned out to be a nicer day, breezy, but in some circles, you'd call it windy, but that's breezy around these parts.  Unfortunately, since we had to take down our canopy and remove everything from our original spot, we found ourselves in the "back row," of the "square due to the fact, it's "first come, first serve" rule...my hubby, or the "princess" as I call him, takes an hour to get ready, hence making us a bit late to the venue.  Needless to say, we hardly got any traffic and for those who were "curious" and came back there, they were holding bags filled with purchases and were pretty much spent-out for the 3 of us vendors in the back.  The people next to me were selling homemade doggie/kitty treats and I thought they were getting lots of business.  If I hear another "doggie or kitty" story, someone's gonna get a butt-load of hurt!!!  LOL  Later, I found out, that they were giving out "free-samples," hence why people lingered and told their canine and kitty stories, ad nauseum.  Hey, I love my doggie and if I had a kitty, I'd love that little critter too, but it's kind of like talking to people about how wonderful and talented your kids/grandkids are to those that have their own set of wonderful and talented kids/grandkids!!  For all counts, it better make me laugh...kid and critter stories can be very funny because, they are very funny beasties at times.

Thankfully, Shawn and John, the proprietors of  "Jonhnny Lolita's, " the art show venue, asked to sell my work in their coffeehouse/store.  So after the show, I took what was left of my inventory, which was pretty much most of it.  I sold a Santa doll, 2 dog, a cat and one bird ornies on Saturday, and did a trade with this fabulous, crazy Canadian lady who now lives in La Union, NM, for a great and funky crochet hat for my granddaughter.  I told her we Texans don't really utilize that kind of "warm" clothing, but she had a great way of putting it, she calls her work "fashion accessories!!"  LOL  Loved it!!  Then Tensy, one of my all-time favorite arteests, who hails from Las Cruces, NM, came by and purchased a bird ornie.  So I took Shawn my box of Santas and ornies and told her to just take  the ones she wanted in her store.  She wanted the whole shebang; she assured me they'd all sell...from her lips to God's ears!!

My sister mentioned that after viewing the selected artists at the show, she told me my work was very unique, different and outrageously wonderful (comments I received from others who found my work unusual and different).  However, it doesn't appeal to the norm;  it seems people prefer "cutesy" and I'm not a cutesy kind of gal...never have.  So my fellow artist pals, please tell me what you think and would my work be worthy someplace else?












So today, I'll be spending it here at home, working on Christmas gifts for family and friends and there's won't be any pressure for any shows till Feb.  One thing that reminded me of why I love doing shows, is the new folks one meets, whackies with like minds!  I had such a great time meeting new people and spending time with them.  A few of us will be having workshops at Johnny Lolita's in the future... we even discussed having pot-lucks and just sitting around and exchanging ideas and information.  I'm looking forward to 2014 now that I have found my little niche of lovelies and fun-loving folks who get pretty close to that edge and for some, take that leap.  I'm grateful for my experiences and those I call friends, both old and new, near and far.  So I thank you, my blog buddies for your friendship...if only many of you lived closer...we'd have to start saving for our bail money, though!!  LOL  Peace out.