Noodling about

Trying some fun with graffiti inspired art after watching "Beautiful Losers".
Also built onto my prior installation of hairstyiling heads for my studio...just for giggles. I like the Christmas headgear on the new one :)

Summer Fun and Nonsense

So it's been an interesting Summer thus far, and as such I thought I'd share some of the whimsy I've seen,
Spotted on an Express box (note the attention to detail):

As seen crossing a New Jersey bridge (the view is lovely leaving):

These s&p shakers were at a great antique market. This one bears a strong resemblence to Adolph Hitler...spooky.

Good Times

So Dave and I were walking home with carryout last month (yeah, I'm really up to date with my blog...sue me) and half a block from our place we notice a rather large police turnout....I figure either my shady past (lol) has caught up to me, or somebody important is visiting.
The latter proved to be the case, as The Obamas (*girly squeal*) were eating at Komi, and the entire secret service was out, complete with snipers....yikes!
We did not get pictures of the Obamas, because they were apparently in there for a complete 5 course meal...but we did get to hang out with Denzel Washington's twin brother (teehee), Officer Smoot--of the DCPD, who was gracious enough to let me sit on his car and let me snap a few pictures with him. He was a shy, retiring fellow....lol.

Street Art 5/1

I was walking down 14th then U on Saturday and saw some lovely tagging I had to share--some of Decoy's work and some other great stuff.
Enjoy:

Master Shake

Made this little guy last Saturday.

Dave was pleased.

Now I need to learn to crochet so I can make a fuzzy Meatwad.

And maybe I'll cast Frylock in resin...good times.

Monday, Monday.
Can't stop that day.
Also can't stop Ruff from licking herself and looking up as though caught, deer in the headlights...
Boo is still fluff.
And I am bored...
Happy Week!

Acceptance

I've reached a point in my life I've built up a thick skin, and pretend to be impervious to all that people throw at me. My family has taken many personal hits, and as such we've told ourselves that our walls are built up and cannot be broken down.
It's funny because doing this has only made us more jaded, and caused us to push people we love away--including each other. None are more guilty of this than I am.

The walls are starting to crumble...this is both painful, and healing. When you put up defenses, it bot protects you and keeps everyone away. That sheild says "I'm safe" and "BACK OFF!" But it's a contradiction, as I don't want to be alone. I want acceptance, still-don't get too close!

Anyway--here's to accepting who I am and where I came from--and for mom who taught me by example how to be accepting and exceptional.