Mad for Mimi

Mimi Kirchner's dolls are absolutely beautiful.

Recently because of her amazing work, she has given me the inspiration to make my own dolls.

I never thought I would want to make dolls. I always painted, did mosaics, lots of crafts, and I actually thought people who made 'art dolls' were haughty and pretentious, but now I think they're underappreciated and extraordinary. Exploring so many art medium and techniques, these artists often combine wit, magic, whimsy, kitch, feminism, and relevance. The dolls or figures, become metaphors for the artistic id. They often combine sculpture, painting, sewing, and mixed media to tell inventive and imaginative stories through their creations.

Mimi's dolls are both playful and vintage-looking, familiar and exciting, so well crafted and designed, to me they are here and now, and always.

I hope I can summon some of my own creative juice to make my own dolls, and use the colors in my paint box that are me.

Mimi was featured on Etsy last week, Take a look.

my favorite things

I can't find my camera cord, and I wanted to post some pictures, so Ill just make this a short post instead.

You know, I always thought that apartment buildings were kinda creepy with food odors in the hallways, and other stuff, but the aroma of food cooking is actually one of the things that I really like about my building.

The people who live here are so many different nationalities...Greek, Indian, Asian, Mexican, African American, West Indian, Spainish, Romanian, Italian, ....and more. And sometimes, when they're cooking, it smells so good in the hallways...really warm & spicy & homey. It happens at different times, and not everyday, but,

It's one of my favorite things about living here.

Moving to 119.

So, we moved August 1st, & then I got the flu on August 2nd. That kinda put the damper on our new place for me, for a while. I was so sick I couldn't unpack, so now I'm staring at a lot of boxes, and they're staring back. I open one, look in, and close it back up. The only thing worse than packing, is unpacking.

One of my better ideas was borrowing a shopping cart from the supermarket. Asking the manager was so embarrassing, but it was such a winner. Since we were only moving upstairs, I knew I could load it up with clothes and food and stuff, and just go up in the elevator, and into the condo, and unpack it, without putting stuff into boxes.

not bad.

Rich stayed home one day to take care of me and help unpack , and wait for the cable guy. He was such a big help. I sent him to the drug store for immodium, toilet paper, chicken soup, and ginger ale...and he came home with it all, like a champ.

A big hassle about moving is calling everyone and changing addresses for my doctors, and all that crap. So, I'm gonna do that Friday. I think. The mail will keep

getting forwarded to our new place

for a month, and our phone is still the same number , so that's great.

This is the view from our balcony now, we're up higher, so that's ok, but it's noisier, 'cause now, 287 is within our sights.

So, I was gonna unpack this past weekend, but Jesse decided to come home for a visit with his bf Jason. He asked first, if it was not a good weekend to come, and of course, it wasn't , but I adore him, so of course, I said , No Problem. And they came, went to the beach, came back, brought pizza, saw friends, and I loved every minute.

And Joey loves Jess to death. After he left, Joey was so sad, he just laid around all day and moped.

sorry seems to be the hardest word

Just wanted to say ,"sorry" I have been away. We moved on the 1st, and on the 2nd I got the flu!

But not just the flu, the 'I can't move, or sleep, I'm keeping Richard up, cause I'm moaning all night 'flu. And it went on & on & on. so, just wanted to say I'm feeling better, got a ton of boxes to unpack. but I'll be back tomorrow with some better stuff. Have a good night y'all.