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Good Luck Rain

Posted in Art, constructions, design, dolls, handmade, music, projects, rock n roll with tags , , , , , on May 31, 2011 by darcyarts

Good Day, all. The rain continues to fall here in Northern California. It could well be in the high 90s by now so we’re digging the rolling thunder.

I am taking a few minutes here on the blog to share the good news of a rock musician Soft Boy who went all the way!

I must share this picture first. The squirrels have breached the bird dish!!!!!

I should have never, ever, put peanuts in there.

My most recent project, which I was not at liberty to reveal was intended as a gift for beloved New Jersey rocker, Pat DiNizio. Pat has been making great music with his buds in The Smithereens since the 80s. Lately one of his true-musician enterprises has been in home concerts! DiNizio makes house calls.

I was lucky enough to see the Smithereens when they played The Backstage in Seattle. I worked there at the time and they rocked the house! Great energy and really friendly, good guys.

My most faithful patron, JK, took this picture of Pat D. with his newly arrived little Soft Boy Pat DiNizio.

It was Pat’s icon on Facebook over the weekend.This doll was one of those projects that just flowed so smoothly.

All the bumps were external. On the last day, in which I nail down all the little details, I was running short on time (kids, do not procrastinate, even a little). This last-minute work was done with gardeners’ lawn mowers, and gas-powered leaf blowers howling outside my workspace windows. The noise and the exhaust fumes made my head swim but I kept my eyes on the prize. Post office by 5:15 pm or bust!!

Everything went off without a hitch. Blessings were bestowed. The little rocker kept good time.

Wet and Mild

Posted in esoterica, family, nature with tags , , , on March 15, 2011 by darcyarts

The morning is newish. It’s 7:30, daylight saving time. Temperatures are mild.

Indoors the doings are swathed in a gray punctuated by electric light.

Work continues as usual. There is comfort in that enterprise.

It will be a long and busy day. Fresh Guatemalan coffee beans, crushed in the blender, fill the air with the promise of a comforting energy boost, maybe an aid for clearing out mind sludge. Later, the ride out to the college, more stitching, a trip to the post office and this evening a raretreat, a visit to a friend.

It’s a monastic life we have grown here near the river for the sake of art and peace. The calm makes the work possible. It’s time to be very grateful that we can be so still while in another kind of motion.

My prayer today — bring the light, sooth the suffering of others, lift the veil of ignorance from our eyes, let all souls rise.

Funky Dark Day

Posted in constructions, esoterica, family, film, shopping, TV with tags , , , on January 20, 2010 by darcyarts

Rain is falling from the sky and soaking into the ground in many parts of California.

People attending the Golden Globes actually got wet and that was Los Angeles.

I am sort of digging the relative quiet and gray of this day. The wind is howling.

Frank has begun his  Spring semester and I will have hours to work, semi-alone. I have the freedom to watch things I like  — TV, films  — but I’m too focused on creating a body of rag doll work to let myself laze into visuals.

I should have seen this rag doll thing coming. When I find really unique dolls at the thrift store I buy them. They have to be really interesting.

These two are my favorite. I couldn’t leave them at the thrift store.

No one would love them as much as I do.

I gave this sweet couple the wooden chicken and a nest of birds. They make me happy and keep me company on my early morning, pre-light fake bike rides.

They don’t talk much.

I’m working the details on my rag dolls.

Chocolate cherry girl has a fine fuzzy pink skirt to cover her behind.

I gave her a bracelet, too.

I’m conflicted about shoes. They would just be little feet caps. I think I like them better barefoot.

After having already spent time today at the DMV I must now make a trip to Wal Mart.

This annoys me. People drive like meth-crazed hillbillies in that parking lot.

Cousin Dewayne says it’s okay.

Dreaming of Winter Caps

Posted in gardening, nature, plush critters with tags , , , on June 5, 2009 by darcyarts

Ah, a lovely gray day in June. Redding, CA? It’s true.

HydrangeawRaindropsCan you see the raindrops on the petals of the hydrangea?

What a lovely site in June.


The garden is growing. We’ve had lots of lettuce. The tomatoes, dozens of them, are just about to turn red.

Bruschetta, fresh tomato and spinach prima vera topping for macaroni, sweet ol’ tomato sandwiches.

There are little green chilies, and the first cucumber. Tra la!

We got them going early enough this year.

The Chimp train is chugging along.


Took a little break, mid-chimp cap, yesterday to try a cap of my own. It gave me lots of ideas for the crop of caps/hats I have planned for winter ’09.

CapPrototypeswEmbroideredGnomeI’ve got the basics down and am on to imagining striking embellishments.

Maybe Coco Channel will visit me in my dreams.

Outing Project 1

Posted in cute, dreams, food, projects, shopping with tags , , , , , on May 6, 2009 by darcyarts

No, this post has nothing to do with the theme of Wednesday’s Fresh Air (Terry Gross NPR).

It’s the beginning of a new blog topic series.

Since I’ll be concentrating very heavily on making chimps here at the DarcyArts studio I decided I would create an imagined psychic space outside.

When I go out on errands I will record images from the trip and see what kind of sense or nonsense it makes when strung together with photos.

I don’t know if it will be chronological or fanciful.

If today’s outing was fanciful it would begin here:

moosedroolaMidway through my errands I found this truck parked at the loading dock of Winco.

I thought this moose was very playful and amazing to see on the side of a delivery truck on such a grey day.

He was a real treat after the dismal environs of WalMart.

walmartI normally detest having to negotiate the parking there.  People seem so impatient and they drive too fast for such a cramped space.

Now that they’ve reduced the space even further and created very small, snaking thruways it really scary.

constructionAll for the glory of WalMartism. Soon they will stock everything you need. You’ll never have to go anywhere else.

Ewww. I only go when I have to visit the supa cheap pharmacy.

I did find a few things inside the store that were interesting.

lilfarmerThis little guy is a farmer. He has a tractor and a few animal friends, an apple and corn and a checkered bandana. Cute.

There were some real canned peas that looked interesting. They came out kinda blurry.

sweetpeasTaking these photos of interesting, mundane things at stores made me think that it might be fun to do a sort of bent Q man.

Think of a strange question and go up to strangers, interesting strangers, and tell them it’s the question of the day for my blog.

Would that be weird?

I would only ask really intriguing looking people. I wonder how they would react.

I always liked doing it for the RS. People were usually very nice and considerate even if they sometimes hated getting their picture taken.

Here are some bright clothes.

brightclothesWal Mart is ready for summer.

I stopped by the All Saints thrift store, adjacent to the original Yaks on Bechelli Lane.

They had a beautiful ceramic jar. I don’t want to buy things I won’t use but it was very fetching.

angeljaraThis girl is like a prairie angel and she is flying over a little settlement.

Somebody painted her. Maybe she’s a real girl who is floating above a village in a dream or some kind of ecstatic happiness like the people in Chagall’s paintings.

Maybe she lives on a polygamist compound and she escapes by using her imagination.

angeljarbGeez, I really like this jar. I might have to go back and buy it tomorrow.

I go to the thrift stores to find vintage things to share on Etsy but sometimes it backfires and I keep the things.

I still have the kitty. He’s up in the DarcyArts shop.

kittyyardgoodI wouldn’t mind keeping him.

He’s sassy.

I was thinking about putting rhinestones in the pupils of his eyes.

Anyway, that was Wednesday’s outing. I found some cool stuff to share here.

I’m working on the chimps early Thursday but I have a trip to the post office on the schedule.

Check back for my next adventure and see what or whom I’ve discovered.

It might be you.


Start Growth

Posted in esoterica, etsy, nature with tags , , , , on March 19, 2009 by darcyarts

img_6885They took their place in this year’s garden on a gray day in March. Then three days of steady rain and in the last hours of the storm, a real pounding that left a small lake in the low spot on our long driveway.

Frank always reminds me that plants are made to  withstand wind and rain.  I still flinch remembering the ranuculas (renuculae?) that got hammered by an April hail storm.

After a good few days of sun the veggies are just fine.

newgarden09They are now girded against invasion. The first bucket that received the chicken-wire fix was the catnip.

Big Orange, a talkative feline with a goofy face, was getting too friendly with the new plants.

Then the squirrels began hiding their nut-stash in the pots. Sloppy little diggers abused one tender Early Girl tomato so we did all the pots in chicken wire.

This morning, on my way back to the computer, I took ghosty shots in the window glass that reveal the layers of domesticity in which I exist.

meinkitchenwindowglassInside and out blend together. The kitchen curtains, the hedge, the blue pots, the sky blue material I used to make the chimp hat, candles, the green fuzzy leaves of an african violet and the radio antenna that cuts a diagonal across the image, are all elements of my current experience.

Near my heart, through the glass, you can see part of a picture on the kitchen wall.  Above a folk-art image of a flying  angel it reads “Bless this Home”.

toysinkitchenw16jessWe have been at this river house  for three years.  Frank and I have grown together and feel settled. We  have done good work here. We feel safe and calm.

There are unseen elements in every life that shift and change and eventually necessitate a rearranging.

Change is relentless. Still, I know that feeling of safe and calm is  internal. The waters can be stirred but they always settle back to placid.

A trip to the Beadman, to pick up sage oil and amber resin, gave me a chance to slip into the Discovery Shop.

I try to remember, while spending the days enjoying the things that take up physical and psychic space in my life, that life can and does eventually come to a sudden halt.

I am always reminded of this fact when I find treasures and trinkets in my favorite thrift shops.

You will see, on certain days, a new influx of items that have an stylistic unity. They represent a particular taste. It becomes clear that these are things that once filled the home of someone I’ll never know. When their time here was over, family passed these trinkets on for others to find.

I found these kitchen wall plaques. They are probably from the 70s.

The back-to-nature, avocado aesthetic is evident.

fourI listed them at DarcyArts.

I imagine a long-haired woman creating simple still life sketches in her kitchen. She worked up nice backgrounds for each in checks, stripes and paisleys.

Each basket is different. I like them and thought others would, too.

I also found owls at the Discovery Shop.

fullgreenowlCute speckled owls.

They have holes in the top of their heads. Something to do with the firing process? So they don’t blow up?

The bigger green owl has a face on each side.

img_6940img_6941I may list these on Etsy tomorrow.


I am enjoying this “free” time, after finishing the proto-chimp, and before a response comes requesting one or two more. I’ve been sewing since December on one project or another.

It’s time to paint!