howdy campers!!!....so i did get the great room painted and am in the process of putting paintings back up on the walls....yeah...still have a scaffold in the middle of the room, but it kinda works for me right now....of course if i keep it much longer i might make it into a loft for the grands.....how great is that, a rolling loft???...you don't like it on that side of the room, move it to the other....fab idea!....hey it's even a fort underneath.....oh my gosh the things you can do with a scaffold!....rock climbing...swings underneath....it's a mobile playground in your home!
anyway...still trying to figure out how to make actual 3 dimensional tree limbs....so the trees are flat against the wall....well painted on the wall, but then i wanted the tree limbs to come out from the wall into the ceiling....so i tried to make them with chicken wire and i wrapped joint tape...the mesh kind, around the limbs so the concrete would stay on and not fall through, concrete does not stick to mesh joint tape, had to wrap it again in guaze....that worked better....by the way..i know you were wondering about this..... concrete and cement are not really the same....cement is an ingredient of concrete...and portland cement isn't a brand name it's a generic name for well portland cement...things i know now and will retain only abit by next year....anyway.......just store that away for when you go on jeopardy.....wow that is a weird spelling of a word....it's kind of like geo-pardy...cept with a j.....had to look it up cause i kept spelling it jepardy ....and the red line shows up.......... so back to tree limbs.... i was trying to use my masters degree in youtubery, and try to find out how to make these tree limbs....ya know this has nothing to do with art marketing and everything to do with the detour my brain took.......anyway, so there is this thing called being a "rocker"......are we talking hard rock, classic rock, pop rock......or pop rocks...they are so fun...a little snap, crackle and pop in your mouth..........wrong....the rocker that i'm talking about.....being a "rocker", is someone who has been trained in rockery or rusticage.....it's the art of making fake trees....kinda big in the 19th century.....it's also really big in france, so all these sites have to be translated cause i do not speak french...mon ami.......so now i have to see if i can contact a rocker in france, who might be willing to teach my to be a rocker...how groovy...!!!....or tell me what i am doing wrong cause the concrete...that might be the problem, i might just need cement.....is not adhering to my chicken wire frame...i might have to learn to be a welder too....which is kind of something i have always envisioned being able to do.....i tried it once and that welder thing, sticks to anything it comes in contact with ....and ...oh yeah...you have this big helmet on that makes it so you cant see anything until you light the welder thing that remember....sticks to everything......let's just say i was not allowed back....... anyway......so on to concrete and cement and rocking this rockery thing....all done on a scaffold!!!....have a groovy day!!!
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good morning campers...i hope everyone is well ....this new normal we all have going on now is full of so many different emotions....it's hard to pin point exactly how you are feeling because your emotions change as frequently as the weather...well the weather in virginia...snow in the am, rain 2 hours later, another hour and it's sunny and 70, then after lunch it's a hailstorm, then cloudy, and then follow up with a hurricane.....normal weather pattern.....very similar to our ever changing emotions during our (major sound effects coming up) ..... life styles of the hermits and hibernators....
so it seems that all of a sudden most everyone is interacting through social media......very strange, cause the 1 thing that kinda bothered me with my grands was their constant need to be on a device.... or a gadget....ha ha remember inspector gadget?...go go gadget arms........great tv show......anyway... here we are, all doing the same as them....funny...well to them......it's so weird to not be able to go anywhere......wanna read a book...libraries are closed....gotta use a kindle.....but i like real books......so reread one of your own books.....but i have read and reread all of my books so....i sound like my kids did when they were home and with nothing to do except tell me how bored they were, then i would say, "i can find something for you to do if you are bored, something like having a toothbrush to clean the toliet with, that would keep ya busy"......ya know i said that my mom used to tell us to do this, i'm not real sure if we ever actually did or it was just threatened so many times that we feel like we did do that....hmmmmm? so i compare this virus to poison ivy......bad and bad.......so a couple years ago i was cleaning out weeds at my moms...the one time she let me do something....go figure.....and my aunt was there helping too....my aunt says "oh that's poison ivy, make sure you wash up afterwards".....yeah.....i did not.....and guess who is allergic to poison ivy now?.....yep...that's me....never had a problem before, but i became full fledged allergic to poison ivy the next day........so strange.....it was just on my hands and forearms, but if anyone has had poison ivy before, even a little bit is awful!....i said this must be what h*** is like....you scratch and scratch and scratch but the itch never goes away....and try running hot water over it....yeah that will send you somewhere not so fun.......believe me i tried everything......insane itching......i researched poison ivy till i knew everything there was to know about it....forgot alot of it, but some things did stick with me.........it's like people will tell me something like" the llama saddle has a small tear in it and we used the purple glue, worked like a charm, and by the way gracie's duck is named tootsie pop" and i will hear " small, llama, purple duck charm, tear, tootsie pop".....so anyway i retain only so much, and i never really know what i retained till i need it.....so now there is a small llama with a purple duck charm that tears up tootsie pops .....could be worse...... but back to poison ivy....... my 6 facts about poison ivy...told by someone who did research a couple years ago and retains very little.....also...disclaimer...i am not a medical professional...ha ha that's just funny to even think i am....so take everything with a grain of salt...or a pinch of pepper.....turmeric works too...... 1) you can't see the poison from poison ivy (similar to the virus) (but , if i remember correctly , there is a scientist in california who invented this liquid that when you spray it on something that was touched by poison ivy you can see the poison ivy oil on it, so you know not to touch there...i tried to buy a gallon of this, but it wasn't for sale yet) .... 2) if you touch poison ivy, you can transfer it to other things (similar to the virus), ...(your dog brushes their furry body up against poison ivy and you just hug and cuddle your dog and end up itching the next day or that night) 3) poison can stay on other things for an indeterminate amount of time..(similar to the virus).....(i believe i heard poison ivy can last up to a year on some surfaces...yikes)...(remember my retaining of facts on the time limit) 4) the best way to not get poison ivy after you might have been exposed to it,.... is to wash with soap and water, thoroughly, between fingers, tops of hands, arms, fingernails, etc...or anywhere you touched or might have been touched, use a wash cloth, scrub twice (similar to the virus...not sure about the wash cloth thing)..... 5) the best way not to get poison ivy in the first place...is to stay away from possible poison ivy sources (similar to the virus...the whole isolation, social distancing thing)......( of course see items 1-4 again) 6) but ya know you could do all the above and still get poison ivy (similar to the virus)......... so basically it's a be safe, be smart and trust God kinda thing .... stay in touch with family and friends, by arrgghh..social media, phone, or yelling outside and remember if it's raining, give it a couple hours, things usually change take care and beeeeee groovy! ps- my orange couch series are particularly relevant at the moment....love that good morning campers......what a terrific tuesday it is!.......so i did not get the paypal thing going by april 1st...april fools on me...ha ha.....still working on figuring it out.....what i hear is that it is an all at once kind of thing......like it's not, i start with putting paypal up, then the next week i work on how to ship, then the next week i work on taxes, etc....nope it's once you start it's the who shebang .......which is a very odd word.....so i guess i'm dragging my feet....a little.. and it's hard to remember what day it is to keep on schedule.....i thought it was monday, but nope it's friday, of the next week....my bad
so my lack of knowing what day it is, i feel, is due to the major project i've got going on in my house right now...... retaping and spackling the ceiling....of a great room....with a cathederal ceiling.......that's extra high.....like 16 ft...........by the way....spackling.....strange word....very interesting though...the word, i believe, came about because these cave guys were trying to fix a hole in their cave and they were just standing around staring at it while the wind whipped through the hole, and this cave woman named spack came over and put clay in it, then the cave guys go " wow, spack just added clay and fixed the problem, that was spacktacular, (i thought that was funny) we should call that spackclay, or maybe spackle for short", so spackle was born........so know you know.... anyway, i've got this ...............wow....i just completely went brain dead on what is in my great room.....i keep saying spackle......scaffold........oh my gosh....well i guess it was close to spackle.....so anyway this huge scaffold is in my great room......we just walk around it, or under it, or through it, to get from here to there (funny things are everywhere...thanks dr suess)...kinda like going on a bear hunt.......so after i have pulled the majority of the tape down, and retaped, and spackled....3 times.....and i'm not the best spackler....is that a thing?....there is spackle from one end of the house to the other....plus on the dogs and numerous cats.....and me.....then comes priming.....which is the hardest thing to get off your skin .....little dots of primer are everywhere too......mostly on me....i have white freckles now.......plus i not only redid the ceiling but some of the walls needed retaped so all the walls got redone too.....kinda like ," if you give a mouse a cookie"...great book by laura numeroff...had to look that up..........now i have this great big white canvas to paint on....really excited about that!!!! so i told my mom what i was doing and she says, "so are you going to paint your room white?"......as normal as that sounds to most people....no i'm not.....i know she knows the answer before she asks the question, but i gather she's hoping normalcy will happen over here at some point.....ha ha ha......got a good laugh out of that an example of how our house is painted is... our addition (we added a large room on awhile back) is a beach...nags head actually, one bathroom is underwater (just painted, not really underwater, that would be bad), the other bathroom is a beach (my fav place, well not the bathroom, but the beach), kitchen is gypsy circus wagon (i'm obviously ahead of my time with my decor)...... so of course the great room will be the woods!.....3 dimensional trees and all.....very excited about the trees, haven't ever done them, so we will see what happens...might be spackling again........... ya know i had always wanted to make molds of hands, arms, and knees, and have it look like someone is falling through my ceiling.......but i'm thinking i would just creep myself out in the wee hours of the morning seeing that......... anyway...trying to keep up with my art marketing, scaffold walking, and tree making........it's gonna be a great thursday.....spackle over that........i mean tuesday.....be groovy! good morning campers!..happy april fools day!!!....go eat some brownies...or brown e's....ha ha.......hope all is well with everyone!....so i had a post about all that's going on in our world right now, but decided to nix it and instead give you a fun filled story about "my world and welcome to it"...thanks to james thurber for that little quote....some of you might remember that......so sit back, well sit up cause you gotta read, well you could always sit back, or lay down and hold the laptop or whatever over your head and read,.... of course when i do that, with a book, i sometimes get tired and the book falls on my face, so a laptop might leave a dent....in your head......no good can come from that....anyway....here goes
well, i have no idea what i'm gonna write about...ha ha.....usually i just start and something comes to me.........like pork chops!......ok....so when i was in high school.... well even before that....rewind to elementary school age..........so, i never liked the taste of meat......ok maybe bacon and hamburgers....but not much else.......up north casseroles are a big thing......throw everything together and call it a dish...yum.....not......down south there are alot of different dishes and vinegar is very popular to pour over greens......which wilted cooked greens is kinda disgusting too......so besides our casseroles, our mom would make things like fish sticks....gross.....gag.....i guess that was the tv dinner of the day.....flounder...ok more disgusting...what is it with fish in ohio?.....anyway, when we lived in columbus, i would always be the last one at the table cause our mom would say "you can't get up till you finish all the food on your plate"......so of course the meat was always the last thing on my plate....everyone has left the table, i waited a sufficent amount of time to say i gagged it down...and then pushed the screen out in the window and fed the dog....."look mom , i'm done!"......i'm guessing she had to have known but probably was tired of dealing with me.......i don't know why, i was an angel.........anyway, our dog got very fat...... i should have been a vegetarian, but back then i didn't even know what that was............so fast forward to high school....bypass middle school, (ha ha i just wrote missle school instead of middle school....that would have been an interesting couple of years) ....anyway...middle school....no good came from that......being 13 was a bad year for me ........so high school years...i'm still avoiding eating any meat....by now i have heard of vegetarians......so i tried to convince my mom to let me become one....she probably thought i would die of starvation or turn into a hippie and join a commune......ya know, that really has it's good points......but anyway......so my mom, my evil older sister, and bratty baby brother (who got to eat chocolate chip cookies all the time cause he's the baby) were eating dinner.... my dad was already finished and off doing whatever dad's do......so they were all finished eating ...yeah, pork chops......wait a minute, i think i just threw up a little in my mouth...ewww..........anyway, our mom was yelling at me to finish eating cause everyone else was done and they were waiting on me....why , i have no idea....cause i was also the dish washer so it wasn't like they needed my dish....remember i was the middle child ....who did everything....... ...anyway...my mom is getting madder and madder so i finally (my evil older sister who is reading this is laughing hysterically right now)......get the nerve to cut into the pork chop.....i really can relive this everytime, and it's still traumatic........i put the knife into the pork chop and my evil older sister leans over and says.... "oink"...........yeah........there aren't even words to describe the chaos that ensued after that.......pork chops flying, chairs falling, drinks spilled, plates breaking, i'm completely traumatized, in tears, running to my room, my evil older sister is laughing hysterically falling off her chair, my mom is probably doing the same thing...i'm sure, my bratty baby brother is still eating chocolate chip cookies, oblivious, my dad is still doing his dad thing............good times........... after the pc incident (we don't speak of it too much, well i usually don't).....my mom took me to the doctor (not the shrink, just a medical doc, shrink came later) to make sure i wouldn't die if i became a vegetarian.....i think at that point , me becoming a hippie on a commune would have been a plus for her.......so i've been a veggie since 78.....yes the evil older sister still says "oink" in passing to me at times.....because she is the evil older sister........and my bratty baby brother still gets chocolate chip cookies anytime he wants.......life is good!....be groovy! |
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