What I did today.

This is a photo of one of my shirts.

Today I spent the better part of the day making art with t-shirts and bleach. I've been doing this for a while now but tomorrow I was going to go downtown and try to sell these. I was going to use the money to pay rent on a space that I have in a gallery where I am not selling any art. haha.. crazy. Now I'm not sure I want to do that. I'm thinking I'll just take the art out. But I guess I could go and try it out and see what happens. Only thing is, if anything sells it has to go into the coffers of the gallery. I won't see a penny of it till the end of the month. What to do what to do........sheesh. If only I could predict the future then I would be set i suppose ..or maybe not.

Beauty In Brokeness

I had to write about the photo here. I was with someone who was working on a car that was wrecked, He was busy, I was bored. He had his camera in the car. I took out the camera and shot a bunch of photos. Then I asked if I could have the broken window. He looked at me a little strangely, that was like five years ago. I still have the window, today I put it up and shot some more photos. I was feeling kinda squishy today so this really helped with distracting me. I took a bunch of photos and I cant quite explain it but I love the randomness of this image of broken. I think about the fact that this window broke as a result of an accident. I wonder what happened to the people in the car. And still I am compelled to look at the pattern of the broken glass. I love this texture, I find beauty in the brokeness. About ten years ago my life broke. Maybe if I look really hard I can find the beauty in it. Its a bit hard to see it. I'm grateful for the moments of joy. Anyway .. I'm broke .. but not broken. I suspect I have alot of texture and I hope the pattern thats seen when I'm seen is interesting. Just another rant.
Tammy

Life Today

I decided to create this page for another place to rant. I named it because a man that I ran into at a dance had blue hair and years later, I wrote him a note about his art and he told me that my response to his reason for having blue hair was seared into his memory. That was years ago.. I thought the name was good .. the Seared Blue Hair Comment.

I also did this because someone responded to my blog on This Side of Paradise. He really provokes my thoughts and rants.

Thanks for stopping by.

Tammy