I completely forgot this was Labor Day weekend
I'm torn between using the extra day to drive to the North Shore to photograph some old houses that I've been meaning to for well over a year, or going back to Miniso in Baton Rouge. I think I'll probably wind up doing to the latter, because I had planned to go back around back-to-school time and see if they had more in the way of school supplies/stationary. Which was actually a couple of weeks ago in Louisiana, but Miniso is an international chain. So if there's any rhyme or reason to what items get sent to stores and when, around Labor Day is probably my best bet for finding some pencil boxes.
Those abandoned houses ain't going anywhere.
“The studio might be a ruthless capitalist machine," he opines, "but we're not evil.”
I finished Chuck Tingle's Bury Your Gays, which was a wild ride. He turned asexual... I don't want to say "erasure", because it's more like most people don't even remember we exist in the first place, or do but say it doesn't make us queer. (Freud said the only really unnatural sex act is to not have any.) Anyway, he frames that as a superpower, dog bless him. He's doing a book tour for this one, and he actually came to New Orleans, but it was in the middle of the week and I only found out like a day before, so I couldn't make it. Hope to catch him next time.
Tooth pain--or tooth extraction pain, rather--is pretty much gone. There's a faint ache left, but it's really background and I only notice it if I stop to feel for it. I'm still being really careful when I brush my teeth and not chewing on that side, but the dentist said after 3 days the blood clot is pretty well fixed and I can vape and use straws and stuff.
I finished the other Elle Crée paint-by-number kit, a portrait of Anna May Wong. Fun fact, Wong starred in the first movie shot in Technicolor, 1922's The Toll of the Sea. I should look for a biography of her. I love to read biographies of artists, and a Chinese girl born in 1905 Los Angeles saying "Fuck it, I'm gonna be a movie star anyway"? That's got to be a life story worthy of telling. California loves to sweep its ugly, racist history under the rug, but 1905 was barely a generation past mass lynchings of Chinese Californians.
My collage supply bundle from Etsy was a little disappointing, it didn't contain as many magazine pages/images as I would have liked. I think I'll poke around eBay, I know there are a lot of sellers who offer large bundles of old magazines, National Geographic and the like. Although when you search for "vintage magazines", you always get bundles of old porn in your results. I mean I get the appeal, women in midcentury porn had natural boobs and pubic hair and looked like real women instead of blowup dolls. But the idea of used spank mags is just eww.
Anyway, for now I'm doing some more little paint pen sketches. I have one sketchbook left from the set Jamie bought me for Christmas, I think I'll just make the whole thing paint pen sketches. Technically they're for watercolor, but you can use acrylic on almost any kind of paper. That's part of its appeal.
I plead ignorance if the kanji is gibberish, I Googled "how do you write Mt. Fuji in Japanese".
Those abandoned houses ain't going anywhere.
“The studio might be a ruthless capitalist machine," he opines, "but we're not evil.”
I finished Chuck Tingle's Bury Your Gays, which was a wild ride. He turned asexual... I don't want to say "erasure", because it's more like most people don't even remember we exist in the first place, or do but say it doesn't make us queer. (Freud said the only really unnatural sex act is to not have any.) Anyway, he frames that as a superpower, dog bless him. He's doing a book tour for this one, and he actually came to New Orleans, but it was in the middle of the week and I only found out like a day before, so I couldn't make it. Hope to catch him next time.
Tooth pain--or tooth extraction pain, rather--is pretty much gone. There's a faint ache left, but it's really background and I only notice it if I stop to feel for it. I'm still being really careful when I brush my teeth and not chewing on that side, but the dentist said after 3 days the blood clot is pretty well fixed and I can vape and use straws and stuff.
I finished the other Elle Crée paint-by-number kit, a portrait of Anna May Wong. Fun fact, Wong starred in the first movie shot in Technicolor, 1922's The Toll of the Sea. I should look for a biography of her. I love to read biographies of artists, and a Chinese girl born in 1905 Los Angeles saying "Fuck it, I'm gonna be a movie star anyway"? That's got to be a life story worthy of telling. California loves to sweep its ugly, racist history under the rug, but 1905 was barely a generation past mass lynchings of Chinese Californians.
My collage supply bundle from Etsy was a little disappointing, it didn't contain as many magazine pages/images as I would have liked. I think I'll poke around eBay, I know there are a lot of sellers who offer large bundles of old magazines, National Geographic and the like. Although when you search for "vintage magazines", you always get bundles of old porn in your results. I mean I get the appeal, women in midcentury porn had natural boobs and pubic hair and looked like real women instead of blowup dolls. But the idea of used spank mags is just eww.
Anyway, for now I'm doing some more little paint pen sketches. I have one sketchbook left from the set Jamie bought me for Christmas, I think I'll just make the whole thing paint pen sketches. Technically they're for watercolor, but you can use acrylic on almost any kind of paper. That's part of its appeal.
I plead ignorance if the kanji is gibberish, I Googled "how do you write Mt. Fuji in Japanese".