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Dylan, Oprah, Pixar

Posted in Art, design, dolls, dreams, film, handmade with tags , , , , , on May 24, 2011 by darcyarts

Okay. Oprah’s shindig grossed me out for its orgy of everyone’s shameless self promotion. Madonna just had to let you know that she’s building a school in Malawi. Madge will not be out humanitarianed! Tom Cruise was all over Oprah like they were slumber party buddies. Eww! How could these ego maniacs resist? How many people will be watching these last two goodbye shows. Beyonce kicked A$$. Bumping and grinding to raise feminine consciousness. She was very fierce, really.

It’s Bob Dylan’s birthday  — the big 70. Bet Bob is a bit creaky but I think he was always that way though he does look angelic in those Woodstock photos surrounded by Sara and his sweet little babies.

And me, I’m putting the finishing stitches into my latest doll project and finishing a big plush pink donut.

Last night I was thrilled to find an order for a donut to be sent to Pixar Animation Studios! Yes — people who appreciate the cartoony dream world I try to inhabit. It makes me feel happy!

I love this work but my hands and arms need a vacation. A good night’s sleep will fix everything.

Prayers for healing from the violent chaos that is the weather these day, for healing the mean ignorance of those who think they know all the answers and prayers for more love and light.

Everybody I love you.


Rejection, Good for the Soul

Posted in Art, constructions, etsy, projects with tags , , on October 1, 2009 by darcyarts


It is with a little sadness that I received my rejection letter from Bazaar Bizarre. Not this year, baby.

There was an inner nod of recognition.

No, I’m not ready to expose myself to that level of competition. Yes, I do have plenty refining to do.

When I check out inspirational makers like Heather Louise Bennett at The Doll Farm or Amy Abshier-Reyes at The Brilliant Magpie I can feel just how far I have to go before I get anywhere close to that magic “there.”

Everybody knows of the uber togetherness of Emily Martin at The Black Apple. Don’t they?

These girls make me happy.


At the same time I am crushed with envy and saggy with the weight of work remaining before I happen on to my own unified field theory.

fractal illustration from abstract digital art gallery

Hope springs eternal in the human breast;
Man never Is, but always To be blest:
The soul, uneasy and confin’d from home,
Rests and expatiates in a life to come.

-Alexander Pope,
An Essay on Man, Epistle I, 1733

Unicorn and New Baby Veggies

Posted in Art, dreams, nature with tags , , on March 14, 2009 by darcyarts

It’s seven a.m. daylight saving time. The sun is just beginning to creep up over the eastern horizon. When the light comes I will be planting 2009’s veggies.

earlygirlsLast season the little roots crept down into the rich soil and out the drain holes on quite a few of the plants. The big round containers also left a color difference on the concrete.

Laying a few boards beneath the tubs may help. I am planning on cutting boards from an old, poorly constructed shelf I scavenged outside a grocery store.

spinachEarly Girl tomatoes, spinach, Italian lettuce, cherry tomatoes and lots of catnip will be the beginning.

It seems early to start. I am totally ignorant of gardening rules for the area.

I figure the newbie plants will be in a bucket and we have heavy plastic to wrap them with if we get a cold snap.


The catnip is already in a bucket. I bought four containers imagining a plethora of homegrown catnip with which to stuff my catnip squid.

catnipI was near the kitchen window a few days back when I heard a dull clunk on the patio. I looked out the window to see a narly orange tomcat wrestling the container with his mouthful of catnip.

Boo! I chased him away and decided that even though the moon was in Virgo, the least encouraging astro-sign for fertility, I must get them in the big pot. Frank suggested we put some chicken wire around the rim. The catnip is now cat-proofed, we hope.

One of the many squirrels came by the next day. All in a squirrel dither, he searched through an empty container looking for a buried peanut. Nothing.

I’d combed through the soil last week and tossed their goodies into the yard. Does this mean I should put chicken wire around all the potted plants? We have raccoons and probably other critters stroll through the yard on their way down to the river.

Nothing much was disturbed last year but we didn’t have tender lettuce and spinach.

I’m a dreamer but dreams can be made real, to some extent, with hard work and a pure heart. Despite my lack of know-how I’m confident things will go smoothly.

Check out this rad unicorn picture I found at the Discovery Shop.

unicorna1 It was in the children’s section.

I was going to list it in my Etsy shop but, dang, if  it isn’t growing on me.

I’ve never been a big unicorn person but this picture is so perfectly fantastic. It seems a sweet image of childlike imagination and hope.

I think I need it.